I have found the best way to avoid ending your life as a bitter wreck is to start out as one.

All human activity is fruitless when pitted against the girls and boys singing on pop television, for they have found the answer as the rest of us search for the question. I will sing, too. If not, I will have to die.

Sing your life; any fool can think of words that rhyme.

Diazapam (that's valium), temazepam, lithium, ECT, HRT - how long must I stay on this stuff? Don't give me anymore!

One can have great concern for the people of Ethiopia, but it's another thing to inflict daily torture on the people of England.

I don't like myself very much as a person, but I'm proud of what I create.

In England, pop music seems now to be exclusively for children. If an artist is no good, why is it necessary to have that artist repeatedly rammed in our face?