Artists aren't really people. And I'm actually 40 per cent papier mache.
For the first time in my life the eternal 'I' becomes 'we', as, finally, I can get on with someone.
Satan rejected my soul; as low as he goes, he never quite goes this low.
Well, I'm a Catholic by birth and you can never shed it.
All of us, ultimately, we're not that interesting, when it comes down to it.
Sing your life; any fool can think of words that rhyme.