I guess you go too far when pianos try to be guitars.

I've been known to throw watermelons, backstage, at people who are giving me news I don't want to hear. But I never aim for the head.

An interview will seem very sane to me, and I'll find out that the journalist was laughing out of the side of his mouth half of the time.

In our minds, love and lust are really separated. It's hard to find someone that can be kind and you can trust enough to leave your kids with, and isn't afraid to throw her man up against the wall and lick him from head to toe.

Some people hide more than others, and it does intrigue me.

I don't feel I'm as good a mum as my mum was.

Strange, i thought i knew you well, thought i had read the sky, thought i had seen a change in your eyes.