I wanted to sound new and exciting - the punk movement was over with for me.

At first it was difficult for me to draw. My right hand doesn't work anymore so I had to train myself to use my left hand. But I persevered. The first one I ended up finishing was the duck.

I was crazy back then, I must admit. I had an extreme attitude.

I'm working and it's great. Life's great. Believe me on that. So what if I had a stroke? I'm getting on with things.

Music is my life and my passion.

I love my music and recording people.

I'm an old man now. I can't believe it. I'm listening to all sorts because I'm producing people.

A thousand words leave not the same deep impression as does a single deed.

Every time someone tries to prevent a war from beginning...people get killed.

We must look hopeful.

Time is a sort of river of passing events and strong is its current no sooner is a thing brought to sight than it is swept by and another takes its place and this too will be swept away.

Work to me has become kind of a hobby. I was a part of something that gave me financial independence and the rent is paid. Now it's just about projects that turn me on.

A perfectionist is someone who finishes the backside of a drawer, which I consider completely unnecessary.

It's fun wandering around other people's minds.

We must be willing to fail and to appreciate the truth that often "Life is not a problem to be solved, but a mystery to be lived.

I loved American universities. In many ways, they are better organized - certainly than French universities.

The great quality of Dulness is to be unalterably contented with itself.