I am on a drug. It's called Charlie Sheen. It's not available. If you try it once, you will die. Your face will melt off and your children will weep over your exploded body.

I don't have a tuxedo that fits anymore because my chest and my biceps are too big.

I'm tired of pretending like I'm not bitching, a total fricking rock star from Mars...

Boom, crush. Night, losers. Winning, duh.

I've got magic. I've got poetry at my fingertips.

People say it's lonely at the top, but I sure like the view.

I still don't have all the answers. I'm more interested in what I can do next than what I did last.

The best way to not get your heart broken, is pretending you don't have one.

It's quite fitting that Slash is getting a star on the very street Axl Rose will one day be sleeping on.

My success rate is 100 percent. Do the math.

I'm still alive, which is pretty cool.

Moral indignation is too precious an export to be wasted at home

Baby, I could watch you watching paint dry, and I still wouldn’t be bored.” Garrett Graham, my own personal sweet-talker.

A cat has absolute honesty.

I try all things, I achieve what I can.

I don't hold myself dictated to by what everyone is saying, by the tabloids or popular opinion. I don't like bourgeois values. I say you find your own way to live.

Those English and Scottish know how to do accents.

Death and hell are never full, and neither are men's eyes.

The great people I've met always have time for the niceties.

It would be easier for the world to survive without the sun than to do so without the Holy Mass.

Time is not money. Time is worth way more than money.