I have earned hundreds of thousands of pounds, but I can't seem to get to grips with money.

I have managed to eke out a good and substantial existence. I'm not shoveling gold bricks or anything, but I do very, very well.

I have never cooked a meal in my life and always end up paying for dozens of people to eat with me.

I have this horrible, horrible habit of going on YouTube and checking out comments about what I do.

I like to sing to Verdi, I like singing to Sibelius, and Mahler maybe.

I like to try new things.

I love being not cool.

I may not lead the most dramatic life, but in my brain it's 'War and Peace' everyday.

I still believe that love is the most powerful force in the world, even though I am yet to experience it fully.

I think everybody identified at a pretty young age that I was fairly entranced with myself. And that I had to be tempered.

I think I've done a pretty fantastic job, but of course I want to sell millions of records.

I think my mother, more than anyone, knew the importance of inspiration. If it was occurring, you had to use it.

I think the minute you mention death, people run for the hills - unless it's heavy metal. People do not like death.

I think we could all be a bit more elitist.

I very much faced my mother's death with hard, arduous and time-consuming labor. The more I would do, the less I would feel.

I want to carve out a serious period of time to focus on the next opera without any distractions. And to do that you need money.

I was reared on folk music.

I wish I could just relax sometimes and make some money, but I always feel like I have to prove some kind of big, profound point.

I'm hyper light-sensitive and must sleep in the equivalent of a sealed tomb.

I'm very fit on tour. I try to eat well, try to sleep. But it's still rock n' roll.