“I suppose I miss the British cynicism and the humor.”

May you grow to be proud, dignified, and true, and do unto others as you’d have done to you.

It was early detection that saved my voice – and I imagine, my life.

I don’t think people expect Bruce Springsteen to come out in a pink satin jacket, but Rod Stewart, they do. And I like doing it; I don’t wear it just because I think I have to. I’m a very flamboyant person.

I started singing in the bathroom, Nothing was coming out. It was ghastly.

A show is like having a climax. It’s like having an incredible, natural climax. And then suddenly it’s all finished, and you don’t know what to do next.

Whatever road you choose, I’m right behind you win or lose.

Every picture tells a story, don’t it?

Listen, if my career was to end tomorrow, I would have no complaints whatsoever.

I’m only lookin’ for a fantasy, an interlude from reality.

When the one you love is in love with someone else, don’t you know it’s torture, I mean it’s living hell.

All I needed was a friend to lend a guiding hand. But you turned into a lover, and mother what a lover, you wore me out.

What I do now is all my dad’s fault, because he bought me a guitar as a boy, for no apparent reason.

Only a fool permits the letter of the law to override the spirit in the heart. Do not let a piece of paper stand in the way of true love and headlines.

There’s still plenty of lead in this pencil, but I only write to one person now.

Even the President needs passion.

I have a voice coach, but only in so much as to make my voice stronger so I can sing for five nights a week, two hours.

A child of five could understand this. Send someone to fetch a child of five.

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I wonder what chairs think about all day: “Oh, here comes another asshole

People often say that motivation doesn’t last. Well, neither does bathing – that’s why we recommend it daily.

The gods too are fond of a joke.

There are no bad words. Bad thoughts. Bad intentions, and wooooords.

Why do they call it rush hour when nothing moves?

Ten men waiting for me at the door? Send one of them home, I’m tired.