Brian Slade: Ha! Nothing makes one so vain as being told one is a sinner.
Mandy Slade: I was beaming, truly, like someone's mum.
Mandy Slade: It's funny how beautiful people look when they're walking out the door.
Brian Slade: "I knew I should create a sensation," gasped the Rocket, and he went out.
Reporter: Tell us, Brian, are the rumors true when they say you and Curt Wild have some sort of plans up your sleeve?
Brian Slade: Oh, yes. Quite soon we actually plan to take over the world.
Mandy: Now, just because someone sees, you know, two naked people asleep in bed together, it doesn't necessarily prove sex was involved. It does, however, make for a very strong case.
Reporter: Uh, Brian! Why the make-up?
Brian Slade: Why? Because rock and roll's a prostitute. It should be tarted up. Performed. The music is the mask, while I, in my chiffon and taff - well - varda the message.
Mandy: What's true about music is true about life: that beauty reveals everything because it expresses nothing.
Mandy: I just, uh... don't think I have what you're looking for.
Arthur: See, I think you do, actually.
Mandy: Oh, yeah? And what makes you think so?
Arthur: Well, that smile for one thing.
Mandy: Well, smiles lie.
Arthur: Exactly.
Mod Girlfriend: So what are ya, mod or a rocker?
Brian Slade: I'm six of one, half a dozen of the other, really.
BBC Reporter: So you're saying you're bisexual?
Young Man: Yeah. I like boys. I like girls. They're all great. No difference, is there? - Mr. BBC.
Curt Wild: Listen, a real artist creates beautiful things and puts nothing of his own life into them, OK?
Freddi: The first duty in life is to assume a pose. What the second duty is, no one has yet found out.
Mandy Slade: For the first time in Brian's life, he was simply telling it like it was. Did he realise what he'd actually done? How could he have? I mean, today there'd be fighting in the streets, but in 1972, it was more like dancing.
Jerry Divine: Every great century that produces art is, so far, an artificial century, and the work that seems the most natural and simple of its time is always the result of the most self-conscious effort.
Malcolm: I don't believe that there is much of a future to speak of.
Pearl: We're in a bit of a decadent spiral, aren't we?
Billy: Sinking fast.
Ray: Big Brother, baby, all the way.
Malcolm: Which is why we prefer impressions to ideas.
Billy: Situations to subjects.
Pearl: Brief flights to sustained ones.
Ray: Exceptions to types.
Pearl: And yourself?
Arthur Stuart: What? I'm... I'm just lookin' for a room at the moment.
Curt Wild: Make a wish, and see yourself on stage, inside out, a tangle of garlands in your hair. Course, you are pleasantly surprised.
Mandy Slade: I needn't mention how essential dreaming is to the character of the rock star.
Brian Slade: There's suffering at the birth of a child as at the birth of a star.
Curt Wild: The world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold. The curves of your lips rewrite history.
