I don't think that I want to meet any of the icons. I don't think that anybody can quite live up to your expectations.

My earliest acting memory is making up a play for my mom and dad called The Lonesome Baby. I have no idea what The Lonesome Baby was about. I just remember the title. But I'm sure it was an epic.

Usually, certainly British singers, adopt an American accent when they sing and I think that usually people are thinking of somebody else, but I just think of very specific people.

I just find it thrilling, especially when I totally lock in to the person that I am doing and I'm really flying... I suppose I am hiding myself when I sing as these other people.

Mimicking people was something I did already.

I cant read a note of music. I just do it all from ear.

I think that if you idealise someone for so long, they can only disappoint and I wouldn't want to be disappointed by those people.

Having someone else to blame when there is a rude smell in the air.

My own singing voice is not very good and I don't think that anybody really sings in their own voice.

I found that I could make people laugh doing people like Shirley Bassey. Fortunately it worked.

I find singing as somebody else very liberating, it just frees me up.

There is no possibility of remembering what has been found and understood, and later repeating it to oneself. It disappears as a dream disappears. Perhaps it is all nothing but a dream.

I don't like phones. You can't be sure people are paying attention to you when you're talking to them.

Today she’s walking down the driveway to get on the school bus. Tomorrow she’s going off to college. Don’t blink.

Fall down seven times, stand up eight. - Chinese proverbWithout music, life would be a mistake.

I know they are going to be doing a box set in Europe of Danzig 5 and 6 and some other stuff.

Personally, I'm tired of hearing the whole have-you-no-decency routine from people who have made quite clear that they possess none themselves.

Sometimes when someone says something stupid, my friends and I just read the reviews out loud and collapse with laughter at the stupidity of it all.

Adversity in immunological doses has its uses; more than that crushes.

If they'd said, "Do you want to be John Wesley Harding or Wesley Stace in 25 years' time?" I would have said Wesley Stace, but I wasn't to know.

All my life I have been a poor go-to-sleeper. No matter how great my weariness, the wrench of parting with consciousness is unspeakably repulsive to me.