I Certainly Don't Want To Be An

When You Reach That Kind Of Successful Pinnacle, It Is The Nature Of The Business And The Press And Everything That They Go About Tearing You Down.

The Songwriting Was Almost Like Something I Did While I Was Waiting For My Daughter To Come Back.

You Can Give Me 400,000 Hostile People And I Won't Even Break Sweat. If You Give Me 200 Adoring People, My Mouth Will Dry Out.

He's Swept With The Broom Of Contempt And The Rooms Have An Empty Ring.

My Individual, Psychological Descent Coincided, Ironically, With My Ascent Into The Public Eye.