Inherited hatred (i.e. hatred your parents schooled you in) is not only stupid, it is destructive - why make your only driving force hate? Seems really f***ing dumb to me.

A kid once said to me "Do you get hangovers?" I said, "To get hangovers you have to stop drinking.

I don't do regrets. Regrets are pointless. It's too late for regrets. You've already done it, haven't you? You've lived your life. No point wishing you could change it.

If you think you are too old to rock 'n roll, then you are.

All you got in life is your honor, man, your own self-image, your own self-respect. If you lose that, or if you give it away or if you sell it, then you ain't got it no more.

That was a great time, the summer of '71 - I can't remember it, but I'll never forget it!

Born to lose. Live to win.

Don't look to me. Don't ask for help. Don't ask for anything that you can do yourself

My entire social life is spent in bars, so I don't see giving up drinking as a viable option. Could you see me saying, 'Tomato juice please?'

It seems that our brave new world is becoming less tolerant, spiritual and educated than it ever was when I was young.

People don't want to see the guy next door on the stage, they want to see a being from another planet. You want to see somebody you'd never meet in ordinary life.

Everything was an adventure, at night, when you were where you shouldn't be, even if it was somwhere you could go perfectly well in daylight, and it was then only ordinary.

Of prosperity mortals can never have enough.

Each man kills the thing he loves.

I was always trying to do things to make school fun.

A people so individual in its genius, so tenacious in love or hate, so captivating in its nobler moods.

I walked past Noel Gallagher on the street once and everyone was like, "Go speak to him! He's one of your heroes!" I thought I'd leave him. I don't know what I'd say to him.

Death makes us all equal.

If your way is not the way of the science, then your way is not the way! Change it! If your way is not the way of the compassion and love, then your way is not the way! Change it!

I was a daydreamer as a kid. I want to act because of whatever artistic bone is in my body. I want to explore what it is to be alive. I just want to make good sh-t.

Winning the war of words inside your soul means learning to defy your inner critic.