It couldn't be better... I am loved by my fans, which moves me and makes me very happy to have them. I thank the Lord up there who gave me this grace. I try to reciprocate all this affection and I thank everyone who gives me strength and believes in my potential. Thank you for everything... kisses to everyone, with much affection.

Everybody knows that you love me baby Everybody knows that you really do Everybody knows that you've been faithful Ah give or take a night or two Everybody knows you've been discreet But there were so many people you just had to meet without your clothes And everybody knows

So to you, or anyone else who has spent four minutes on me in some way — listening to just one song, or watching one of my videos….Thank you. I love you like I love sparkles and having the last word. And that's real love.

Tell all the fans that I completely adore them, and tell them I say, 'Thank you so much', for their love and support; and that I miss them terribly, and hopefully I get to see them or they get to see me up on the screen soon. And send my love, definitely.

There's been so many lovely things said about me, and I'm glad that I've had the opportunity to thank everybody. Thank you.

i see all of u. i hear all of u. i never want to let any of you down. i love u. and..thank u.

I am called to love, I love everyone

I love people. Everybody. I love them, I think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. Every story, every incident, every bit of conversation is raw material for me. My love's not impersonal yet not wholly subjective either. I would like to be everyone, a cripple, a dying man, a whore, and then come back to write about my thoughts, my emotions, as that person. But I am not omniscient. I have to live my life, and it is the only one I'll ever have. And you cannot regard your own life with objective curiosity all the time.

To all of you who have made my being alive so wonderful, so exciting and so full, my thanks and all my love.

I love people. Everybody. I love them, I think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. Every story, every incident, every bit of conversation is raw material for me. My love's not impersonal yet not wholly subjective either. I would like to be everyone, a cripple, a dying man, a whore, and then come back to write about my thoughts, my emotions, as that person. But I am not omniscient. I have to live my life, and it is the only one I'll ever have. And you cannot regard your own life with objective curiosity all the time...

All the girls say they love me
all their mums say I'm lovely —
ever since I lived in the clouds.

To Mom, Dad, Craig and all of my special friends: Thank-you for loving me and always making me feel good about myself.

When I walk into a room, I know that everyone in it loves me. I just don’t expect them to realize it yet.

Believe me, I loved you all.
Believe me, I knew you, though faintly, and I loved, I loved you
All.