People ask all the time, "What are you thinking?" It's my least favorite question in the world. The last bastion of solace is my mind. It's an invasion.

I don't have a tuxedo that fits anymore because my chest and my biceps are too big.

I'm tired of pretending like I'm not bitching, a total fricking rock star from Mars...

Boom, crush. Night, losers. Winning, duh.

I've got magic. I've got poetry at my fingertips.

People say it's lonely at the top, but I sure like the view.

I still don't have all the answers. I'm more interested in what I can do next than what I did last.

The best way to not get your heart broken, is pretending you don't have one.

It's quite fitting that Slash is getting a star on the very street Axl Rose will one day be sleeping on.

I am on a drug. It's called Charlie Sheen. It's not available. If you try it once, you will die. Your face will melt off and your children will weep over your exploded body.

My success rate is 100 percent. Do the math.

Every devil used to be an angel

I love babies. I could take care of them for all the days of my life and I'd be happy. It is for sure passion No. 1.

Beauty is not the cause of something, it is what it is.

Joylessness may be the sin most readily tolerated by the church.

I just want to make a name for myself and get to the next level.

As Spengler observed, all urbanized societies seem to develop a subconscious death wish, making individuals indifferent to the survival of their families and their race.

To stand still today is to go backwards...and quickly...!

I'm only interested in stories that are about the crushing of the human heart.

You can only make so much money in life and only enjoy so many creature comforts. The important thing is to do something meaningful-to leave something behind.

I've never looked ahead very much in my life. I've never had any grand plan from the outset. I had no burning ambition to do what I do