What I would argue in my defence is that shows like Britain's Got Talent and The X Factor have actually got people more interested in music again and are sending more people into record stores.

If your lifeguard duties were as good as your singing, a lot of people would be drowning.

The end of the animal trade would leave more time to trap or beat to death pop star wannabes.

My advice would be if you want to pursue a career in the music business, don't.

Work hard, be patient, and be a sponge while learning your business. Learn how to take criticism. Follow your gut instincts and don't compromise.

I'd say the most dangerous thing I've ever done is probably bungee jumping in Thailand...

I think you have to judge everything based on your personal taste. And if that means being critical, so be it. I hate political correctness. I absolutely loathe it.

That was extraordinary. Unfortunately, extraordinarily bad.

I want people to understand that from the minute Lady Gaga arrived, she created a new set of rules: being different is good; embrace it.

Not everybody is perfect, and I don't think we should be looking for perfect people.

The best way to kill someone is from the inside, by crushing their hopes and dreams.

A teacher who is attempting to teach without inspiring the pupil with a desire to learn is hammering on cold iron.

But I read comic books. I read things like Richie Rich and Little Lulu.

I've had the philosophy that John Adams expressed, in the kind of system that we're trying to create in this country: that this is a system for moral people. It will work for no other.

If you can't think of an observation that could disprove a theory, that theory simply isn't scientific.

The man who can speak acceptably is usually given credit for an ability out of all proportion to what he really possesses.

Ordinarily we are swept away by habitual momentum and don't interrupt our patterns slightly. When we feel betrayed or disappointed, does it occur to us to practice?

Yeah what were you doing at Wrestlemania? Ohhhh yeeeeah I'd like to know. You weren't there to gloat were you? No I guess you weren't.

I was an ugly child. I got lost on the beach. I asked a cop if he could find my parents. He said, 'I don't know. There's lots of places for them to hide'.

The city of angels? It's the city of devils. The city of smiling cobras.

There is a profound difference between information and meaning.