It's so shameful of me: I like you.

Those Catholics, they really nab you when you're young.

I am stuck in the dream of an album that sells well not because of marketing, but because people like the songs.

You are a work of art.

I don't perform. Seals perform.

I think flowers are very beautiful things. Very nice and innocent things. They don't harm anybody.

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.