Can you imagine how terrible it is when you've got everything and you're still desperately lonely? That is awful beyond words.

How the hell can a person go to work in the morning and come home in the evening and have nothing to say.

On stage, I make love to 25,000 different people, then I go home alone.

Fame and success have brought me everything, except a loving, on-going relationship. I seem to eat people up and destroy them no matter how hard I try to make things work. Sometimes I wake up in a cold sweat, screaming with fear because I'm so alone. That's why I go out looking for someone who will love me, even if it's just for a one-night stand.

On certain continents poverty is more spiritual than material, a poverty that consists of loneliness, discouragement, and the lack of meaning in life.

Loneliness and the feeling that you're no use to anyone - the worst kind of poverty.