Is Bronson mad! Let me ask you! How else can I be? I’m probably the maddest guy on two legs if the truth was known, but prison will never beat me, I’d sooner die today than allow it too!

Evil is there, out there and in your faces! You have two choices, either run or fight! To run is to die a coward! To fight is to win!

One lunatic in Rampton used to have bouts of hysteria. Where he would let out a scream, and run at a wall and dive headfirst…crash! He was given a crash helmet! (Well it is a mad house.)

A loon thought he was Frank Sinatra and every time Frank came on TV or radio the loon would go mad, impostor!

He got a lovely pair of trainers given off his mum for Christmas, best pair he ever had, but it was the nylon laces that he couldn’t take his eyes off. They found him hanging in his cell!

He was a silent type, very nervy of people: shy, introverted, nobody would believe he could scream so loud…well he did drink a bottle of bleach!

Unlike most I don’t fear prison, never have, never will. Obviously I don’t want it, I hate it, but it’s the hate that drives me on to survive.

Some of the madmen are really fun to be with. I soon learnt to relate to them. I soon became one of them. I ended up the maddest of the mad. There is no madder than myself! Please believe it.

Madness is a bowl of poison cherries, chew them and die, but you die screaming in agony.

A doctor once asked me: 'Charlie, what do you think your problem is?' “Doc, ' I said, '…you’re the problem!

Ever see moors murderer Ian Brady, study his photos, study Black, study Cannon, study Sutcliffe - study them all! Who says evil is not recognisable?

Like the soil, mind is fertilized while it lies fallow, until a new burst of bloom ensues.

The truth was much more beautiful.

And make sure you tell daddy That I'm still his little girl Yeah I still feel like I'm where I'm supposed to be But don't forget to remember me

I had a little insight into life that most kids probably didn't have. My mother was a schoolteacher, and my father was a social worker. Through his eyes I saw the underside of society.

Some got rabies, some got fleas, some got incurable diseases from this cockamamie business.

If everyone had to start up their own business, socialism would soon die.

Anything which is a hindrance to the fight of the soul is a delusion and a snare, even like the body which often does hinder you in the path of salvation.

I usually play toffs and soldiers, with a sideline in mass murderers.

I do like any kind of project that has both comedy and drama in it because in life you don't have one day where everything is funny then the next day everything is dramatic.