It was a woman who drove me to drink - and you know I never even thanked her.

A rich man is nothing but a poor man with money.

I spent half my money on gambling, alcohol and wild women. The other half I wasted.

The man in our society is the breadwinner; the woman has enough to do as the homemaker, wife and mother.

If you can't dazzle them with brilliance, baffle them with bull.

If at first you don't succeed, try, try again. Then quit. There's no point in being a damn fool about it.

I cook with wine, sometimes I even add it to the food.

I exercise strong self control. I never drink anything stronger than gin before breakfast.

Always carry a flagon of whiskey in case of snakebite, and furthermore always carry a small snake.

A woman drove me to drink and I didn't even have the decency to thank her.

How well I remember my first encounter with The Devil'ss Brew. I happened to stumble across a case of bourbon - and went right on stumbling for several days thereafter.

The one word you should forget when you start a new project is the word 'I' - you need to replace that word 'I' with the idea of 'everybody else.

What sense of superiority it gives one to escape reading some book which every one else is reading.

I love who I am and I love my life, but if I could be someone else, I'd be Beyonce in two seconds.

Unused ability, like unused muscles, will atrophy.

Always watch your back - when I was fourteen I got a tattoo of an eye on the back of my neck, so I could say I was always watchin' my back.

Our country right or wrong is an evil motto - what if your country be in the wrong? It will only compound her injury. I wish to serve the republic with an honest and fearless criticism.

Persons who have been homeless carry within them a certain philosophy of life which makes them apprehensive about ownership.

I don't like to be pigeonholed, and I really like that people never really know what's going on with Metllica.

The slavery of identity comes from our refusal to face ourselves. So we must begin the exploration to self-awareness. Where do we start?

So will I build my altar in the fields, And the blue sky my fretted dome shall be, And the sweet fragrance that the wild flower yields Shall be the incense I will yield to thee.