I can smell burning flesh... and I hope to God it's human.
Artists aren't really people. And I'm actually 40 per cent papier mache.
I was wasting my life, always thinking about myself.
Not everybody is absolutely stupid. Why on earth would I be racist, what would I be trying to achieve?
I don't want to get too involved in marketing budgets, online promotions and download set-ups because it would be a bit like Gertrude Stein mapping out a TV campaign. I want to sing. I want visibility. I am essentially Al Martino, not Seymour Stein.
War, I thought, was the most negative aspect of male heterosexuality. If more men were homosexual, there would be no wars, because homosexual men would never kill other men, whereas heterosexual men love killing other men.