The public have an insatiable curiosity to know everything. Except what is worth knowing. Journalism, conscious of this, and having tradesman-like habits, supplies their demands.
I suspected there would be a good-size crowd once the word got out about my hanging.
I've just found out there are pages on the internet dedicated to whether I'm gay or not.
I have no interest in anybody's life that way so it defeats me why people go to that length to pry.
Most of these people habitually led rather gray lives. And they came to see the president much as they would have come to see the circus. It was something to talk over and remember and tell their children about. But I think that besides the mere curiosity there was good feeling behind it all, a feeling that the president was their man and symbolized their government, and that they had a proprietary interest in him and wished to see him and that they hoped he embodied their aspirations and their best thoughts.
I'm writing a book about Siamese Twins that are attached at the nose. It's called: Stop Staring at Me!
Everybody is wondering what Paris Hilton will be doing next, and hell, I'm wondering what she did before.
Of course, once you've been a Beatle, you're never really out of it. People always want to know what you're up to, and if you don't immediately tell 'em, that's when they start making stuff up.
What I can't completely understand is most other people's fascination with what the famous among us do with their lips and the rest of their bodies. Why do ordinary people become the target of this curiosity simply by virtue of the fact that other people recognise their names and faces but know almost nothing else about them?
I had rather men should ask why my statue is not set up, than why it is.
When I began modelling I was completely unprepared for the onslaught of curiosity it carried with it.
I hope to get the general public listening, the ones curious to see the woman who sat in the tree for two years.
It's crazy enough to be the person crawling through the bushes in Northern Ireland with a telescopic lens taking pictures - there are crazy people out there. But the idea that people want to go to sites and find out those spoilers... it's like if there was a website called Last Pages of Great Books, would you read that?
People actually really want to see what I'm up to, and that's crazy.
People don't know what goes on in my private life, so they have to make conjecture from something that is photographed.
It's hard to shock people, especially when people want to know, like, spoilers and stuff like that.
I don't think people care what I had for breakfast.
In the firm belief that the American public deserves a better explanation than that thus far given by the Air Force, I strongly recommend that there be a committee investigation of the UFO phenomena. I think we owe it to the people to establish credibility regarding UFOs, and to produce the greatest possible enlightenment of the subject.
People are very curious and have written a lot of things about me. Right or not. I never comment on those things, because it's not much of my thing to comment on everything that's written about me.
As long as my pictures go into theaters and we ask people to pay to see what I do on the screen, I should not object if customers want to know what kind of man I am.
It has been very erotic and provocative for people to wonder about my feelings for women.
People want to know more about me. They want to know who I am.
People say, 'Just say who you're dating. Then people will stop being so ravenous about it.' It's like, No they won't! They'll ask for specifics.
In the U.S., they just want to know who you're sleeping with.
When I came to England I was quite surprised to see that you people have it too. But why people are so interested in other people's private lives is beyond me. It's like group hypnosis, or something - a giant distraction.
