David Bowie Quotes

It’s a compulsive need to wreck everything. You might notice there’s a pattern of stripping down and building back up again throughout my life. I guess that’s how some of us conduct our lives.

I've never done good things
I've never done bad things
I never did anything out of the blue, whoa whoa
Want an axe to break the ice
Wanna come down right now
Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie Strung out in heaven's high Hitting an all-time low.
My mama said to get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom

Steel on the skyline Sky made of glass Made for a real world All things must pass Ooo Waiting for something Looking for someone Is there no reason?

I rate Morrissey (Steven Patrick Morrissey) as one of the best lyricists in Britain. For me, he`s up there with Bryan Ferry.

When I looked in her eyes they were blue but nobody home.

- Scarey Monsters (and Super Creeps)

Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel
Come get up my baby.
Look at that sky, life's begun
Nights are warm and the days are young
Come get up my baby.

Some make you sing and some make you scream,
One makes you wish that you'd never been seen.
But there's a shop on the corner that's selling papier-mache,
Making bullet-proof faces, Charlie Manson, Cassius Clay.
If you want it, boys, get it here, thing.

- Sweet Thing

"I'm a real self-educated kind of guy. I read voraciously. Every book I ever bought, I have. I can't throw it away. It's physically impossible to leave my hand! Some of them are in warehouses. I've got a library that I keep the ones I really really like. I look around my library some nights and I do these terrible things to myself — I count up the books and think, how long I might have to live and think, 'F@#%k, I can't read two-thirds of these books.' It overwhelms me with sadness." — David Bowie, quoted in the Daily Beast in a 2002 interview with Bob Guccione, Jr.

There's a terror in knowing what the world is about

Day after day
They send my friends away
To mansions cold and grey.
To the far side of town
Where the thin men stalk the streets
While the sane stay underground.<p>Day after day,
They tell me I can go.
They tell me I can blow
To the far side of town
Where it's pointless to be high,
'Cause it's such a long way down.

Do you remember, your President Nixon?
Do you remember, the bills you have to pay?
Or even yesterday?

Fame, (fame) makes a man take things over
Fame, (fame) lets him loose, hard to swallow
Fame, (fame) puts you there where things are hollow
Fame (fame)<p>Fame, it's not your brain, it's just the flame
That burns your change to keep you insane (sane).

Look up here, I'm in heaven!
I've got scars that can't be seen
I've got drama, can't be stolen,
Everybody knows me now
(...)
This way or no way
You know I'll be free
Just like that bluebird
Now, ain't that just like me?

- Lazarus

I'm very at ease, and I like it. I never thought I would be such a family-oriented guy; I didn't think that was part of my makeup. But somebody said that as you get older you become the person you always should have been, and I feel that's happening to me. I'm rather surprised at who I am, because I'm actually like my dad!
David Bowie

We passed upon the stair,
We spoke of was and when.
Although I wasn't there,
He said I was his friend,
Which came as some surprise.
I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long long time ago

Oh no, not me,
I never lost control.
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world.

I laughed and shook his hand,
And made my way back home.
I searched for form and land,
For years and years I roamed.
I gazed a gazely stare
At all the millions here.
We must have died alone,
A long, long time ago.

Who knows? Not me.
We never lost control.
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world

Who knows? Not me.
We never lost control.
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world

- The Man Who Sold the World