She's a very charismatic character, and she holds the whole play together.

I didn't want to wear a checked shirt and grow a mustache - that's what you had to do, and everyone did.

You should always celebrate your successes because someone else will celebrate your failures.

It's fundamental that what we do only exists in our own universe. When you like Pet Shop Boys, you are in our world.

We shouldn't feel restricted by our sexuality, and our sexuality doesn't have to be a cultural choice. That's an amazing variety of music within those five main performers.

We've been working on a new album, which is going to come out next spring, which is very different, a change of style for us - it's going to be almost like rock music.

We thought it would be great to see if you could put pop music back into musical theater.

I've got the brains, you've got the looks, let's make lots of money

The first song is called 'London.' It's about two Russian soldiers who desert the Russian army and escape to London, where they indulge in a life of crime.

I think the world should be one community.

I think we've come a long way since then. The big thing that changed was when ecstasy came along in Britain.

Those very habits promoting emotional distance keep us from experiencing the love we so desperately long for and the love we are meant to give away.

We must conquer the fear to avoid losing the battle.

With enough mental gymnastics, just about any fact can become misshapen in favor to one's confirmation bias.

So the brother in black offers to these United States the source of courage that endures, and laughter.

If you call failures experiments, you can put them in your resume and claim them as achievements.

By the way, is there anything sadder than toys on a grave?

We don't have a revolution, and we don't have the time for evolution, where does it come from? It must come from some kind of shared experience that everybody agrees with.

Astronauts and teachers are much more amazing than actors.

For a long time I have not said what I believed, nor do I ever believe what I say, and if indeed sometimes I do happen to tell the truth, I hide it among so many lies that it is hard to find.

He spreads his fingers over my heart, like he’s holding it, like it belongs to him, the hard-fought-for territory he’s won fair and square.