No one loves the real me inside. they're all in love with my fame, my stardom.

Fame can be very disruptive. It can be like a drug. It gives you the feeling that you're happy, it gives you the feeling of self-importance, it gives you the feeling of fullfilment; but it can distract you from what is really important.

Amidst all of these flashing lights I pray the fame won't take my life.

It's all fleeting. As fame is fleeting, so are all the trappings of fame fleeting. The money, the clothes, the furniture.

Fame is a by-product. It's not a goal. What matters is loving your work and loving what you do.

In the book of Gaga, fame is in your heart, fame is there to comfort you, to bring you self-confidence and worth whenever you need it.