I don't think getting in and out of a limousine has anything to do with being an icon.

I sometimes think I was born to live up to my name. How could I be anything else but what I am having been named Madonna? I would either have ended up a nun or this.

So you think you've found the solution but it's just another illusion.

It creeps me out sometimes to think of the person I was. I was a terrible person. I was mean to people.

My thing is this; if I'm sick enough to think it, then I'm sick enough to say it.

I am who I am and I say what I think. I'm not putting a face on for the record.