“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.”

If we’re weird onstage, I don’t know what you’d call the Tubes.

Oh, I was not made for heaven. No, I don’t want to go to heaven. Hell is much better. Think of all the interesting people you’re going to meet down there.

Does it mean this, does it mean that that’s all anybody wants to know? I’d say what any decent poet would say if anyone dared ask him to analyze his work: if you see it, darling, then it’s there!

I was born to love you with every single beat of my heart. I was born to take care of you every single day of my life.

Excess is part of my nature. Dullness is a disease. I really need danger and excitement. I’m never scared of putting myself out on a limb.

I’m hopeless with money; I simply spend what I’ve got.

We are the Champions.

I don’t want to die, so sometimes I think it would have been better if I had never been born.

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

Whatever I am doing, I am not doing it for money but for music.

I’m a very emotional person, a person of real extremes, and that’s often destructive both to me and others.

I think we are all princes of the universe.

Onstage, I am a devil. But I’m hardly a social reject.

A lot of my songs are fantasy. I can dream up all kinds of things. That’s the kind of world I live in. It’s very sort of flamboyant, and that’s the kind of way I write. I love it.

Boredom is the biggest disease in the world, darling.

Years ago, I thought up the name Queen. It’s just a name. But it’s regal, obviously, and sounds splendid.

For he has conquered death, with the gift of His last breath. Go now, and share the news, the Savior beckons you.

If it doesn’t open you like love, kiss you like rain and leave you breathless, wanting more, it isn’t love.

He breathed life into me and then left me suffocating.

I love the woman I have become today. The one who breathes fire and douse it all at the same time.

Breathe me in let me become your favorite memory.

I’m the air you breathe. Feel me inside you, each time you inhale.

Allow yourself some time to breathe, release and refill.

Often all we can do is breathe, even that can be hard sometimes.