“I don’t have stylistic loyalty. That’s why people perceive me changing all the time. But there is a real continuity in my subject matter. As an artist of artifice, I do believe I have more integrity than any one of my contemporaries.”

Look up here, I’m in heaven.

It’s a compulsive need to wreck everything. You might notice there’s a pattern of stripping down and building back up again throughout my life. But I guess that’s how some of us conduct our lives.

It makes me sad when I see artists who come alive when they go onstage, because, gee, I really come alive when I’m home.

I think the only music I didn’t listen to was country and western, and that holds to this day.

I find only freedom in the realms of eccentricity.

Style is about the choices you make to create the aspects of civilization that you wish to uphold.

You can begin really looking for a relationship . . . when you can (appreciate) the whole concept of giving to someone, not just taking.

She asked for my love and I gave her a dangerous mind.

It would be positively boring if minds were in tune.

My sexual nature is irrelevant. I’m an actor, I play roles, fragments of myself.

The moment you know you know you know.

I’m not a prophet or a stone aged man, just a mortal with potential of a superman. I’m living on.

Religion is for people who fear hell, spirituality is for people who have been there.

You would think that a rock star being married to a super-model would be one of the greatest things in the world. It is.

I was always accused of being cold and unfeeling. It was because I was intimidated about touching people.

Fame can take interesting men and thrust mediocrity upon them.

God is just another artist, like me.

The two greatest strokes of luck that can happen to a painter are (1) to be Spanish, (2) to be called Dali.

I believe that there is no doubts about who I am, an artist who loves music, above everything.

If I wasn’t a singer, I’d be a bloodclaat revolutionary.

True artists are prophets. I don’t want to be that prophetic in that sense because it’s so lonely.

The true painter must be able, with the most usual things, to have the most unusual ideas.

The desire to survive and the fear of death are artistic sentiments

I see a woman who is rather calm because she doesn’t know what is waiting for her in her life after this. I was still not “that woman” who was hated by the public. I was an artist with fresh ideas.