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

I’m just a musical prostitute, my dear.

It’s a beautiful day, the sun is shining, I feel good, and no one’s going to stop me now.

Who wants to live forever?

I like to be surrounded by splendid things.

The most important thing is to live a fabulous life. As long as it’s fabulous I don’t care how long it is.

My game of love has just begun, love runs from my head down to my toes. My love is pumping through my veins. Play the game, driving me insane.

In the early days, we just wore black onstage. Very bold, my dear. Then we introduced white, for variety, and it simply grew and grew.

One year of love is better than a lifetime alone.

I think my melodies are superior to my lyrics.

I’m as gay as a daffodil, my dear!

You can have everything in the world and still be the loneliest man. And that is the most bitter type of loneliness, success has brought me world idolization and millions of pounds. But it’s prevented me from having the one thing we all need: A loving, ongoing relationship.

I guess I’ve always lived the glamorous life of a star. It’s nothing new – I used to spend down to the last dime.

In fact, we all need danger and excitement.

Money may not buy happiness, but it can damn well give it.

What will I be doing in twenty years’ time? I’ll be dead, darling! Are you crazy?

We don’t do it for the money, we do it for the music.

You cannot go beyond a certain limit in your expenditure if you want to bring back money from your local market, which is very small after Pakistan.

What a charming reconciler and peacemaker money is!

If cash comes with fame, come fame; if cash comes without fame, come cash.

My life isn’t over and I’m not going to sit in a rocking chair and take money from the government.

Simple, genuine goodness is the best capital to found the business of this life upon. It lasts when fame and money fail, and is the only riches we can take out of this world with us.

Success is having to worry about every damn thing in the world, except money.

All the money in the world is no use to a man or his country if he spends it as fast as he makes it. All he has left is his bills and the reputation for being a fool.

All money means to me is a pride in accomplishment.