What can it matter to us what tinsel the sick may use to cover up their weakness? Let them parade it as their virtue; after all, there is no doubt that weakness makes one mild, oh so mild, so righteous, so inoffensive, so humane!

Beware the false motives of others. Be careful of those who pretend to be brothers. And you never suppose it's those who are closest to you.

People expect Janis Joplin to be a tough bitch, and say I start talking to them like a lonely little girl-that's not in their image of me-they don't see it. Say you meet somebody you've heard about, you don't ever see them, you don't see who they are and who they need to be recognized as, you see who you need them to be.

People think I'm an ogre at times. Some girls hissed at me in the street...'You devil.' They think we're really nasty. But that's only on stage. Off stage, well I'm certainly not an ogre.

I can't help myself because basically I'm a softie I have this hard, macho shell - which I project on stage but there's a much softer side. too, which melts like butter.

After coming into contact with a religious man I always feel I must wash my hands.