You can call me a fat, balding, talentless old queen who can't sing, but you can't tell lies about me.

Of all the animals, man is the only one that lies.

Lies run sprints, but the truth runs marathons.

Be careful what you do, because the lie becomes the truth.

I'm telling you a lie in a vicious effort that you will repeat my lie over and over until it becomes true.

I was never too keen on the British music press. They've called us a supermarket hype, and they used to suggest that we didn't write our own songs.