I'm not going to judge what I do.

What characterized the whole punk scene for me in 1977 was there was no racism or sexism. It was an anarchy of -isms, and a matter of abolishing it all.

The so-called feminist writers were disgusted with me. I did my thing, and so I guess by feminist standards I'm a feminist. That suits me fine.

In my experience lust only ever leads to misery. All that suspicion and jealousy and anguish it unleashes. I don't want those things in my life.

I preferred rock when it was in the dark, when it was a secret between me and the audience, when it wasn't mainstream.

I just want to play guitar and be in a band. Same as I always did.

Let's get rid of all the economic (expletive) this country represents! Bring it on, I hope the Muslims win!

I feel displaced when I'm back in America, like a visitor. I feel like if I don't get a cup of tea I'm going to lose my mind.

Once you stop drinking and smoking and stuff, it really gets on your nerves, all that nonsense going on.

Being on tour sends me crazy, I drink too much and out comes the John Mcenroe in me.

I don't believe there is any justifiable reason for killing any animal unless perhaps if it's killing you! That would be negotiable.

But, how do you know if an ending is truly good for the characters unless you've traveled with them through every page?

People with low self-confidence and self-esteem often feel nervous about antagonizing others and tend to rate others’ needs more highly than their own.

The terror takes you. The cage is locked and the curtain drawn. Fingers dance along as blades, carving memories into your flesh that will leave scars long past being healed.

I don't have ideas so much as there are things which constantly evolve... there are various threads or layers, if you like, which change.

I really don't wear a lot of makeup, but my makeup artist Priscilla Ono has taught me the basics.

Tell your story because your story will heal you and it will heal someone else.

I don't think I prefer writing for one age group above another. I am just as pleased with a story which I feel works well for very small children as I do with a story for young adults.

They have a joy for life in Brazil unlike any country I've ever seen.

One of the basic rules of the universe is that nothing is perfect. Perfection simply doesn't exist.....Without imperfection, neither you nor I would exist

I mean, I like nice girls, and I like people who are generous.