“I want to lead the Victorian life, surrounded by exquisite clutter.”

I’m possessed by love, but isn’t everybody?

Put out the good and keep the bad – don’t believe all you read in the Bible.

I am a romantic, but I do put up a barrier around myself, so it is hard for people to get in and to know the real me.

Freddie was the frontman/lead singer of the famous band The Queen . His songs revolve around the notion that one should follow their dreams and pursue one passion. A life without passion is a life without joy.

The others don’t like my interviews. And frankly, I don’t care much for theirs.

The reason we’re successful, darling? My overall charisma, of course.

Success is my breathing space. I brought it on myself. I will price it, I will cash it, I can take it or leave it. Loneliness is my hiding place, breastfeeding myself. What more can I say? I have swallowed the bitter pill, I can taste it. Life is real.

But touch my tears, with your lips. Touch my world, with your fingertips. And we can have forever. And we can love forever. Forever is our today.

I was never too keen on the British music press. They’ve called us a supermarket hype, and they used to suggest that we didn’t write our own songs.

We should never be disappointed with money; Because we only get what we have got.

My soul has painted like the wings of butterflies, Fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends

I always knew I was a star. And now, the rest of the world seems to agree with me.

I fall in love much too quickly and that results in me getting badly hurt. The problem with love is that you lose control and that is a very vulnerable state to be in.

Too much love will kill you just as sure as none at all.

We’re a very expensive group; we break a lot of rules. It’s unheard of to combine opera with a rock theme, my dear.

A concert is not a live rendition of our album. It’s a theatrical event.

Turn your scars into stars.

She lost herself, a little, in that darkness but returned with stars beneath her skin.

She wore softness as her crown.

Her heart was a gentle stroke of a paintbrush.

The universe that lives in you is waiting to burst out in view.

Be the wonder you seek.

Her heart is heavy and ruined with hope.

I dont want a broken heart because Ill lose the pieces.