There's no way that Michael Jackson or whoever Jackson should have a million thousand droople billion dollars and then there's people starving. There's no way! There's no way that these people should own planes and there people don't have houses. Apartments. Shacks. Drawers. Pants! I know you're rich. I know you got 40 billion dollars, but can you just keep it to one house? You only need ONE house. And if you only got two kids, can you just keep it to two rooms?

You don't expect music to be brilliant when the films are so bad.

All these non-singing, non-dancing, wish-I-had-me-some-clothes fools who tell me my albums suck. Why should I pay any attention to them?

I take everything that comes and let it bounce right off me because I know the time will come when nobody will be able to speak falsely.

A fucking game for grownups, an app you download where you go and collect as many hearts as possible, your behaviour dictates how many hearts you get.

Neville Chamberlain looked at foreign affairs through the wrong end of a municipal drainpipe.