I work at my life and I cultivate myself and don't spend six hours in a gym. Some people would say I should but why?

Hoodies are definitely street wear, no doubt. It's amazing how hoodies have become such an important staple in people's wardrobes.

I always played soccer in Adidas, but I always wore Nikes. I love street sportswear.

You get paid and you get venerated and worshipped for pretending to be somebody else.

We never considered ourselves part of the goth thing.

Peace on earth and good will toward men - that is something we need to work on. Like Nelson Mandela, we should learn from him.

I used to make all my clothes when I was in Southern Death Cult [the first incarnation of The Cult]. I still make things to wear on stage and I am involved with sketching, choosing fabric, cutting.

I celebrate the spirit of Christmas. It's the winter solstice celebration, rebirth and new possibilities.

Usually when I see Matthew [McConaughey] at a show, he'll be down in front with his shirt off with two beers just going mental, lit up and having an amazing time.

You come out of a working-class environment, you know, working-class kids always put them themselves together because it's one of the only things they had. You had control of your image.

Occasionally I like a really good pair of shoes. A pair of leather shoes from Gieves & Hawkes in England, Buckshot Brogue, they look really sick.

The British Army has a fine tradition of being so distracted by what it is currently up to it stubbornly refuses to look round the corner, let alone into the future.

My mind floats like ash. I blame myself most cruelly.

They're dead. We're alive. We have things to do.

Planting a tree is the easiest way to align yourself with the cosmic rhythm.

The truth is that everyone is bored, and devotes himself to cultivating habits.

Actually, I'm an overnight success, but it took twenty years.

Girls rival each other. Women revive each other. Girls empale each other. Women empower each other. Girls compare each other. Women champion each other.

No two things differ more than hurry and despatch. Hurry is the mark of a weak mind; despatch of a strong one.

I just do the best I can under the circumstances.

That’s it,” she said, balling her hands in fists. “I’m not letting you out of it this time. I insist that you take me to Scotland. I demand you ruin me. As a point of honor.