I've been in Hamburg for about ten years and I just feel at home.

Postmodernism surely requires an even greater grasp of symbolism, as it's increasingly an art of gesture alone.

I have no musical talent at all. I was banned from music classes and told I would never be able to understand anything. I still don't think I can sing, but somehow I get away with it.

I'm not sure it pays to do anything remotely public in Britain. It's such a spiteful society. People seem to enjoy making your life hard for the sake of it.

Hard to find and even harder to listen to

Music is there to enrich your life and make you aware of things in a slightly different way.

I don't want people to come and see our gig because of the magnificent things I'm doing with my hips, but it's their evening, you know. They have to have fun. I'm a little bit naive.

Apparently, I have a totally different sense of humour.

I don't enjoy British shows as a rule because British audiences are strange.

The business of being a popular entertainer in England is just too hard.

I don't trawl record shops anymore. I usually hear music in bars or at friends' houses.

If you see a piece of paper on the floor, don't ignore it, pick it up, write down your dream, and carry it everywhere you go . . .

I love you silly 'holy' book. Here's hoping everybody un-reads it.

If I speak of myself in different ways, that is because I look at myself in different ways.

Dumping you times infinity. Still not enough.

The essence of education is not to stuff you with facts but to help you discover your uniqueness, to teach you how to develop it, and then to show you how to give it away.

There is a remote tribe that worships the number zero. Is nothing sacred?

I've got really good people around me, and I feel really blessed to get to do everything I get to do, so to me it's a joy.

We could all be mediums, and all have absolute knowledge, if the bright light of our ego consciousness would not dim it.

I don't need Hollywood. With or without them, I'll be fine. But I'll admit it would be nice to have them on board.

My friend, you would not tell with such high zest to children ardent for some desperate glory. The old lie: It is sweet and fitting that you should die for your country.