“We loved with a love that was more than love.”

It is the nature of truth in general, as of some ores in particular, to be richest when most superficial.

A lie travels round the world while truth is putting her boots on.

All religion, my friend, is simply evolved out of fraud, fear, greed, imagination, and poetry.

The death of a beautiful woman is, unquestionably, the most poetical topic in the world.

With me poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion.

We had always dwelled together, beneath a tropical sun, in the Valley of the Many Colored Grass.

As a poet and as a mathematician, he would reason well; as a mere mathematician, he could not have reasoned at all.

I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind.

Mysteries force a man to think, and so injure his health.

Believe nothing you hear, and only one half that you see.

I intend to put up with nothing that I can put down.

Yet mad I am not and very surely do I not dream.

Imperceptibly the love of these discords grew upon me as my love of music grew stronger.

There are chords in the hearts of the most reckless which cannot be touched without emotion.”

Either the memory of past bliss is the anguish of to-day; or the agonies which are have their origins in ecstasies which might have been.

The best things in life make you sweaty.

I try to take a couple of young guys under my wing and tell them what I’ve learned, because you can’t teach nobody if you don’t know anything.

Some guys may play around and say a couple of things, but if I say it, I mean it. I may laugh, it may be funny, but if I say I’m going to get you, I’m going to get you.

I don’t care who anybody sleeps with. If a couple has been together all that time – and there are gay relationships that are more solid than some heterosexual ones – I think it’s fine if they want to get married. I don’t know how people can get so anti-something.

I wanna be your t-shirt when it’s wet, I wanna be your shower when you sweat.

We [with Andrew Ridgeley] didn’t expect people to take it seriously. But naturally they did, and they thought we were a couple of wankers.

That’s actually how my parents met. They were pen pals. My mom was in the Philippines and my father was in the States, and they wrote to each other. He went out to meet her, and they wed not too long after.

I read a lot when I’m travelling and always have a couple of books on the go.

Summer looks the same. But last summer she loved me.