So all the rest is O.K., but fame is a hollow ground, isn't it? It's an empty kind of thing.

We're not aware of fame itself, we're not that kind of band.

I feel hollow inside, as if there’s a black hole where my heart was, as if I am caving in around myself.

The politician is the poorest man in the world, the most empty man, the most hollow—stuffed with straw and nothing else.

The fame thing has happened very gradually, so I've been kind of lucky.

When I started losing business to salespeople who were using used-car salesmen kind of tactics, I realized I can't ignore the EQ thing; it's going to kill sales.