Was Freddie Mercury Quotes

Modern paintings are like women, you'll never enjoy them if you try to understand them.

I'm just a musical prostitute, my dear.

My soul has painted like the wings of butterflies, Fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends...

Oh, I was not made for heaven. No, I don't want to go to heaven. Hell is much better. Think of all the interesting people you're going to meet down there!

I won't be a rock star. I will be a legend.

I am a romantic, but I do put up a barrier around myself, so it is hard for people to get in and to know the real me

I always knew I was a star, and now the rest of the world seems to agree with me.

What will I be doing in twenty years' time? I'll be dead, darling! Are you crazy?

I'm very emotional; I think I may go mad in several years' time.

I dress to kill, but tastefully.

When I'm dead, I want to be remembered as a musician of some worth and substance.

I'm as gay as a daffodil, my dear!

I was born to love you with every single beat of my heart. I was born to take care of you every single day of my life.

Does it mean this, does it mean that, that's all anybody wants to know. I'd say what any decent poet would say if anyone dared ask him to analyze his work: if you see it, darling, then it's there!

It's a beautiful day, the sun is shining, I feel good, and no one's gonna stop me now.

Who wants to live forever?

The bigger the better; in everything.

The show must go on.

The reason we're successful, darling? My overall charisma, of course

If i had to do it all over again? Why not, I would do it a little bit differently.

I like to be surrounded by splendid things.

I want to lead the Victorian life, surrounded by exquisite clutter.

It's not a concert you are seeing, it's a fashion show.

We've gone overboard on every Queen album. But that's Queen.

I think my melodies are superior to my lyrics.

Get on your bikes and ride!

Interview? Oh don't be ridiculous.

You're headed for disaster cos you never read the signs Too much love will kill you every time

If you see it there, darling, then it's there.

yeah, i'm a rocket ship on my way to mars on a collision course i am a satellite i'm out of control i am a sex machine ready to reload like an atom bomb about to oh oh oh oh oh explode i'm burnin' through the sky yeah two hundred degrees that's why they call me mister fahrenheit i'm trav'ling at the speed of light i wanna make a supersonic woman of you

The more you open up, the more you get hurt. So basically, I’m just riddled with scars and I just don’t want any more.

Inside my heart is breaking, My make-up may be flaking, But my smile, still, stays on!

To me, the most autobiographical line was: ‘My make-up may be flaking but my smile still stays on.’ That was true. No matter how ill Freddie felt, he never grumbled to anyone or sought sympathy of any kind. It was his battle, no one else’s, and he always wore a brave face against the ever-increasing odds against him.

If you see it there, darling, then it's there." -Freddie Mercury, when asked the meaning of his lyrics.

Born to be kings, we're the princes of the Universe!

Put out the good and keep the bad - don't believe all you read in the Bible.

The bravest thing David Bowie ever did was to go on stage after Queen at Live Aid.

I don't wanna die, I sometimes wish I've never been born at all

Freddie’s attitude was always, ‘But you can, don’t you see? You can do it. Put your mind to it, you’ll see what you can do.’ That was one of the loveliest things about him.

I feel clobbered by the impossibility of translating into words as much of this enormous world we live in with its subtly complex and sprawling Periodic Table of emotions. To quote Freddie Mercury, I want it all.

I'm burning through the sky, yeah... Two hundred degrees, That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit...

As far as quality housemates to be found on Planet Earth, it goes: dolphins, elephants, orangutans, octopi, then every single spider, then Joan of Arc, the Dalai Lama, Mr. Rogers, Freddie Mercury, my nan, all the scorpions, German measles, a dented recycling bin, and then maybe some of the rest of us.

[about We are the Champions] I can't believe that someone hasn't written a new song to overtake it.

There's one thing we're all waiting for, it's Peace on earth and end to war, it's the miracle we need... The Miracle!

We would never let anyone else see when we were wounded, but we’d show each other. We both had things to hide from our families, for example.

Barriers were being torn down. Where Freddie Mercury was trying to keep his homosexuality from the front pages, Boy George was openly & outrageously gay.

A teenage boy who liked existentialism? She might as well have said that chocolate was delicious or Freddie Mercury had a nice falsetto or Dickens was wordy.

Skirting the rubble and wreckage of the street at the foot of Center Point, he marched past a gigantic gold statue of Freddie Mercury that stood over the entrance of the Dominion Theatre across the road, head bowed, one fist raised in the air, like some pagan god of chaos.

Аз съм човешко същество. Искам хората да се съобразяват с факта, че съм човешко същество. Имам чувството, че съм с някакъв недъг, понеже хората веднага се насочват към така наречената ми сценична личност. Никой не обича истинската ми същност. В действителност са влюбени в моята слава и във факта, че съм звезда. Затова буквално се налага да се боря. В повечето случаи е в моя вреда.

Когато имам връзка, винаги участвам в нея с цялото си сърце. Не съм привърженик на половинчатите мерки и на компромисите. Просто не мога да понасям никакви компромиси. Раздавам се целия, защото съм си такъв. Опитвам се да се сдържам, когато някой ме привлича, но просто не мога да контролирам любовта и тя се развихря. Твърде бързо се включвам и накрая винаги се оказвам наранен. Може би просто привличам неподходящите хора? Целият съм в белези. Но не мога иначе, понеже съм мек по душа.

All artists are terribly insecure people. They are desperate to be noticed.

Arrogance is a very good thing to have when you’re starting, and that means saying to yourselves that you’re going to be the number one group, not the number two group.

The most important thing is to live a fabulous life. As long as it's fabulous I don't care how long it is.

Fuck them, darling, if they just don’t get it,” retorted Freddie.

You see, loneliness doesn’t just mean shut off in a room by yourself, it can be that you’re in a crowded area but still be the most lonely person, and that’s the most hurtful thing.

I’d like a book for a friend about saving the world from alien invasion. I’d like the main character to be a little like Freddie Mercury and a little like Arnold Schwarzenegger. Does anything spring to mind?

Що се отнася до любовта, никога не се контролирам и ненавиждам това чувство. Изплакал съм си очите. Външно може и да изглеждам корав, но вътрешно съм мек. Имам твърда мачо черупка, която показвам на сцената, но имам и много по-мека страна, която се топи като масло. Аз съм истински романтик точно като Рудолфо Валентино, макар че някои статии ме представят като студен човек.

I can’t win. Love is Russian roulette for me. No one loves the real me inside. they're all in love with my fame, my stardom. I fall in love far too quickly and end up getting hurt all the time. I've got scars all over. But I can't help myself because basically I'm a softie I have this hard, macho shell — which I project on stage but there's a much softer side. too, which melts like butter.

I’m not the leader of the band, by the way. Everybody calls me the leader of Queen, but I’m just the lead singer. I’m not the General, or anything like that. We are all four equal people. We all wanted to be pop stars but the group comes first. Without the others I would be nothing.

It is often said that Freddie Mercury is "one of the best" showmen in history. To me, he is THE best. Why? Two reasons - he wrote what is generally-considered the greatest song of all-time (Bohemian Rhapsody) AND gave the greatest live performance ever (Live Aid). To do one of those things is extremely difficult, to do both is a genius-level achievement.

In terms of love, you’re never in control and I hate that feeling.

and in anybody’s life the same people hanging around all the time would drive you mad.

If somebody tells us it’s rubbish, then our attitude is that the person’s misguided, rather than that we are rubbish.

One of my hardest moments was unveiling

The other members of Queen wrote songs – often great songs – but it was Freddie who sold them.

He was an officious prick with a Freddie Mercury moustache and the social skills of a horny lapdog.

He’s very private now,” commented Brian. “He communicates by emails when there’s a business discussion, but that’s it.

An international celebrity, he said, was better off “leaving politics to the chaps who are paid to do the job, dear.

Freddy Mercury's reflections about supersonic women are making me glad that I've never met one: they sound like a bit of a handful - not very easy-going.

It was hard for her to understand why Arlette was alive when Freddie Mercury, for example, was dead.

You have to believe in yourself, no matter how long it takes.

You also have to be a bitch to survive!

I’ve finally found that niche I was looking for all my life, and no fucker in this universe is going to upset it.

Labels are as bad as they are good, and if you took them seriously you’d be very silly.

Fly the moon and reach for the stars!

He was a loveable rogue, and very costly to be around, always bumping into expensive things and demanding champagne, but always bright and lively and the center of attention.

He was ‘always busy, seldom rushed. It was a pleasant, convivial lifestyle’.

It’s been no bed of roses. No pleasure cruise.

Аз съм човек на крайностите и това може да бъде много разрушително. Мога да бъда силно емоционален, а тази моя черта понякога е страшно разрушителна. Изглежда направо изяждам хората , когато се доближат прекалено, и ги унищожавам, колкото и да се старая нещата да се получат. Сигурно у мен има нещо пагубно, защото много се старая да градя връзки, но кой знае как отблъсквам хората. Винаги винят мен за края на любовните ми връзки, защото съм преуспял. С когото и да започна връзка, той сякаш подема битка в старанието си да ми съперничи и да ме надмине.

I also found that in a way, over the years, I’ve become bitter. I just don’t trust anybody because I’ve been let down so many times. The more you’ve been let down, the more hurt you endure.

I designed the Queen crest logo. I simply combined all the creatures that represent our star signs [two lions for Leo, John and Roger, a crab for Cancer, Brian, and two fairies for Virgo, Freddie]…

Dear Freddie Mercury, when you wrote "Love of My Life," did you mean for it to reach across space and time in a platonic way or a real-deal, break-your-heart, throw-you-up-against-a-wall type of way?

It was an early example of the power of persuasion and unstinting belief that Mercury would apply to himself and his band mates in Queen. Nothing was impossible, he maintained, if you put your mind to it.

The Zendavesta, or sacred scriptures, contain no formal commandments, but simply the “Three Good Things” by which Parsees have long tried to live. “Humata, Hukhta, Huvareshta”: “good thoughts, good words, good deeds.

I remember him launching into “Radio Ga Ga”. It wasn’t even dark, he was whipping up all this magic in daylight. That ocean of fans clapping and stamping together just sent shivers down your spine. For us, it was heaven.

We didn’t write it at the time. We took notes, as journalists did in those days, by committing quotes to memory, then making our excuses and heading for the bathroom, where we’d scribble into our notebooks before the booze set in.

Technically, the song’s a mess. It follows no known conventional nor commercial formula. It is just a string of dreams, flashbacks, flash-forwards, vignettes, completely disjointed ideas. It changes sequence, color, tone, tempo, all for

Technically, the song’s a mess. It follows no known conventional nor commercial formula. It is just a string of dreams, flashbacks, flash-forwards, vignettes, completely disjointed ideas. It changes sequence, color, tone, tempo, all for no apparent reason—which is exactly what opera does.

When the chosen ones arrived at the studio, they were confronted with a sign instructing them to “please check your egos at the door.” They were also met by an impish Stevie Wonder, informing them that if the song wasn’t up to scratch nor down in one take, he and fellow blind artist Ray Charles would be driving them all home.

Innuendo One two three four Ooh ooh While the sun hangs in the sky and the desert has sand While the waves crash in the sea and meet the land While there's a wind and the stars and the rainbow Till the mountains crumble into the plain Oh yes, we'll keep on trying Tread that fine line Oh, we'll keep on trying Yeah Just passing our time Oh oh While we live according to race, colour or creed While we rule by blind madness and pure greed Our lives dictated by tradition, superstition, false religion Through the eons and on and on Oh, yes, we'll keep on trying, yeah We'll tread that fine line Oh oh we'll keep on trying Till the end of time Till the end of time Through the sorrow all through our splendor Don't take offence at my innuendo Duh duh duh duh duh duh duh Duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh You can be anything you want to be Just turn yourself into anything you think that you could ever be Be free with your tempo, be free, be free Surrender your ego be free, be free to yourself Oh oh, yeah If there's a God or any kind of justice under the sky If there's a point, if there's a reason to live or die Ha, if there's an answer to the questions we feel bound to ask Show yourself destroy our fears release your mask Oh yes, we'll keep on trying Hey, tread that fine line (Yeah) yeah We'll keep on smiling, yeah (Yeah) (yeah) (yeah) And whatever will be will be We'll just keep on trying We'll just keep on trying Till the end of time Till the end of time Till the end of time

Love Me Like There's No Tomorrow You had to kill the conversation You always had the upper hand Got caught in love and stepped in sinking sand You had to go and ruin all our plans Packed your bags and you're leaving home Got a one-way ticket and you're all set to go But we have one more day together, so Love me like there's no tomorrow Hold me in your arms, tell me you mean it This is our last goodbye and very soon it will be over But today just love me like there's no tomorrow I guess we drift alone in separate ways I don't have all that far to go God knows I learnt to play the lonely man I've never felt so low in all my life We were born to be just losers So I guess there's a limit on how far we go But we only have one more day together so Love me like there's no tomorrow Hold me in your arms, tell me you mean it This is our last goodbye and very soon it will be over But today just love me like there's no tomorrow Tomorrow god knows just where I'll be Tomorrow who knows just what's in store for me Anything can happen but we only have one more day together, yeah Just one more day forever, so Love me like there's no tomorrow Hold me in your arms, tell me you mean it This is our last goodbye and very soon it will be over But today just love me like there's no tomorrow

The Dead Rock Star's Bar by Stewart Stafford I went for a drink in The Dead Rock Star's Bar, Phil Lynott was drinking whiskey in the jar, Jimi Hendrix was rocking the place, Elvis Presley was stuffing his face, Sid Vicious was grumpy and gruff, Freddie Mercury strutted his stuff, Marvin Gaye had plenty of soul, Lennon and Cobain compared bullet holes, Jim Morrison declared he was The Lizard King Buddy Holly sported an aeroplane wing, Such an array of talent leaves one's mouth agape, But they're all still alive on CD and tape, Wherever you live, you don't have to travel far, To have a damn good time at The Dead Rock Star's Bar. © Stewart Stafford, 1996. All rights reserved.

Bohemian Rhapsody" Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide No escape from reality Open your eyes Look up to the skies and see I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy Because I'm easy come, easy go Little high, little low Any way the wind blows Doesn't really matter to me, to me Mama, just killed a man Put a gun against his head Pulled my trigger, now he's dead Mama, life had just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away Mama, ooh Didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this time tomorrow Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters Too late, my time has come Sends shivers down my spine Body's aching all the time Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth Mama, ooh (Any way the wind blows) I don't wanna die I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all I see a little silhouetto of a man Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango? Thunderbolt and lightning very, very frightening me (Galileo) Galileo (Galileo) Galileo Galileo Figaro Magnifico-o-o-o-o I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me He's just a poor boy from a poor family Spare him his life from this monstrosity Easy come, easy go, will you let me go? Bismillah! No, we will not let you go (Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go (Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go (Let me go!) Will not let you go (Let me go!) Never let you go (Never, never, never, never let me go) Oh oh oh oh No, no, no, no, no, no, no Oh, mamma mia, mamma mia (Mamma mia, let me go) Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye? So you think you can love me and leave me to die? Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here Ooh, ooh yeah, ooh yeah Nothing really matters Anyone can see Nothing really matters Nothing really matters to me Any way the wind blows Freddie Mercury, A Night At The Opera (1975)

The more you’ve been let down, the more hurt you endure.

...but Freddie was a very sweet man. He was a good arbitrator. Chris and [Jeremy Gallop, guitarist of Sour Milk Sea] used to argue like hell. I used to have fights with the bass player—and get beaten up—and Fred was always the one who’d cool down the situation with diplomacy. On stage, Freddie became quite a different personality—he was as electric as he was in later life. Otherwise he was quite calm. I’ll always remember him being strangely quiet and very well-mannered. Extremely well-mannered, in fact. My mum liked him.

Do not confuse mercury poisoning with Freddie Mercury poisoning, which causes buck teeth, stage theatrics, uncontrollable porn-mustache growth, and a desire to dress like Cap’n Crunch.

Bono (singer, musician, activist): People were very good to me. I was walking with [my wife] Ali, and Freddie Mercury pulled me aside and said, ‘Oh, Bo-No … Is it Bo-No or Bon-O?’ I told him, ‘It’s Bon-O.

In this scene, Freddie Mercury is depicted as being cornered psychologically. He was exhausted—with Queen’s enormous popularity, their schedule was accordingly hectic, the press was digging into their personal lives, and as a result, they were flooded with every kind of misunderstanding and criticism. When Freddie Mercury says he no longer wants a life that’s a repeat of albums and tours, Brian May answers back: That’s what bands do. Album, tour, album, tour. Like Queen, BTS couldn’t escape “what bands do.” Going back a little in time, to between the release of the album YOU NEVER WALK ALONE in February 2017 and LOVE YOURSELF承 ‘Her’ in September of the same year, BTS had performed thirty-two concerts across ten different countries and regions as part of the 2017 BTS LIVE TRILOGY EPISODE III: THE WINGS TOUR.

while Moonraker was a massive orgiastic Freddie Mercury-style party, with Roger Taylor wandering around in a crown followed by a dwarf in a hat filled with cocaine, champagne vomiting from the taps and caviar spilling from the fridge, the producers woke up the next morning and surveyed the damage. Moonraker had been expensive – seriously expensive – and it was also, let’s be totally honest, a bit daft.

Heartbroken, I came out to my mother. She actually swooned for real. “Gay, like Freddie Mercury?” she asked, fanning her face with a copy of The Guardian. I nodded dumbly. “But he died of that AIDS, Solomon, darling.” _That_ AIDS? Do you mean the bad AIDS, Mother? I said nothing. “And Rock Hudson. He died of the AIDS too.” Honest to God. I said, “That was a long time ago, Mum. And they were famous.” As if being famous were a requirement. She said, “Well, you’ll just have to find yourself a girlfriend.” Erm, hello? I’m gay.