I've always rather fancied John. We're much more into each other.

I'd spent my entire teenage years suffering one unrequited love affair after the other. I was so shy I couldn't even talk to girls. If I fancied them, I'd follow them home, but I didn't have the guts to approach them. I was a teenage stalker. The same went for John. The first time I saw him he was this geek with nicotine-stained fingers, trembling with fear at the prospect of having to meet people. And his name wasn't even John. It was Nigel. He was a Nigel with glasses, poor sod. I remember staring at his face and slowly realizing that he was rather beautiful, exquisite in fact. I mean, this was the best looking guy I'd seen in years, maybe my whole life. Losing his glasses and changing his name to John was the best thing he ever did. He was a man transformed. To see him in action was incredible. He could charm the knickers off anyone. Show less «

Meeting Andy Warhol... cool, great... but it wasn't like someone giving me a Ferrari or anything.

I am not a snob - ask anybody. Well, anybody who matters.

[on Steve Strange] He was the leading edge of New Romantic.

[on "Do They Know It's Christmas?"] I had Sting standing next to me when I recorded my bit and rather than make me feel nervous and uncomfortable, I took great comfort from that. I was very proud to be on a microphone next to Sting, I really was. Show less «

I have very strange dreams, especially when I'm traveling. I had one recently that someone was sending me messages by spider. A spider would crawl up my right arm, go across my shoulders and down my left arm and then I'd understand the message. The messages came from my right hand - they were really stupid. I don't think it'll catch on. Show less «

Sex is by far and away much more interesting than cards or video games.