“I listen to everything from Ravel to the Bee Gees.”

A lot of photos were taken of us next to milk churns.

I don’t know if love exists, not the kind that keeps.

Elvis inspired my sideburns, but Little Richard inspired me for vocals.

I can never be anonymous – especially when I walk round looking like this; especially when I take so much trouble not to be anonymous, right?

Everyone gets depressed. But what do you do? You just go through it.

People don’t become better when they’re dead; you just talk about them as if they are.

I wasn’t any good at playing tennis.

Kids are generally rotten until the age of about six, when they become people.

Growing up in America is like being taught to be stupid.

I think love’s an infatuation that turns into a habit, because you can’t keep that passion going. You get used to people, and that’s death for me – I like to be surprised.

I don’t want to advise anyone to do anything, apart from try and stay alive. That’s my advice – don’t die.

I never thought it was an option.

Cold pizza is a perfect breakfast, with lots of salt.

My father walked out on us when I was three months old, and my mum, well, she wasn’t the driven sort.

Good manners don’t cost nothing.

People look down on stuff that sells. What do you call that? Downward snobbery, I guess.

What a kid I got, I told him about the birds and the bee and he told me about the butcher and my wife.

When you go in search of honey you must expect to be stung by bees.

People are not ants or bees. We do not reason or love or live or die collectively.

He who does not attempt to make peace / When small discords arise, / Is like the bee’s hive which leaks drops of honey / Soon, the whole hive collapses.

I’d go from scientist to scientist to scientist, like a bee goes from flower to flower.

When the flower blooms, the bees come uninvited.

It is the honey which makes us cruel enough to ignore the death of a bee.

Let me not be shy with you how may I be? Can a flower remain shy with a bee?