Interview? Oh don't be ridiculous.

I Want To Ride My Bicycle I Want To Ride My Bike I Want To Ride My bicycle I Want To Ride It Where I Like

I won't be a rock star. I will be a legend.

Oh, I was not made for heaven. No, I don't want to go to heaven. Hell is much better. Think of all the interesting people you're going to meet down there!

Years ago, I thought up the name Queen. It's just a name. But it's regal, obviously, and -sounds splendid.

Led Zeppelin is the greatest. Robert Plant is one of the most original vocalists of our time. As a rock band they deserve the kind of success they're getting.

I dress to kill, but tastefully.

It's boring to be 70, I don't want to be there, I'll be dead and gone, I don't have any aspirations to be 70.

Modern paintings are like women, you'll never enjoy them if you try to understand them.

You can be anything you want to be, just turn yourself into anything you think that you could ever be.

I'm a very emotional person, a person of real extremes, and that's often destructive both to myself and others.

I can push them away, fight them, or ignore them but family is something you can never get rid of.

Theres something alluring and dangerous about him, but comforting and protective. When I think about him, my stomach knots, my heart rate quickens and...and I could go on... -Laney

guys have feelings too. But like...who cares? -Inspirational poster

There is no more dangerous error than that of mistaking the consequence for the cause.

If you see violence, condemn it.

You are writing for your contemporaries - not for Posterity. If you are lucky, your contemporaries will become Posterity.

His heart felt dangerously full, for the first time in years. That dried-up battered organ, suddenly flush with love. It could kill him.

Someone described Providence as the baptismal name of chance; no doubt some pious person will retort that chance is the nickname of Providence.

We don't have to wait for the right circumstances to have happiness.

Much as we may wish to make a new beginning, some part of us resists doing so as though we were making the first step toward disaster.