When you’re in love, it’s not just about the messing around in the sack, it’s about how empty you feel when they’re gone.

I don't want you to play me a riff that's going to impress Joe Satriani; give me a riff that makes a kid want to go out and buy a guitar and learn to play.

Of all the things I've lost I miss my mind the most.

I got rabies shots for biting the head off a bat but that's OK - the bat had to get Ozzy shots.

Maybe it's not too late to learn how to love and forget how to hate.

Sometimes I'm scared of being Ozzy Osbourne. But it could have been worse. I could have been Sting.

If you can laugh at your mistakes, it's a good thing.

My son Jack just got out of rehab, he's 17 years old and he got hooked on Oxycontin and I'm just a little pissed off that he never gave me a few.

Hating people isn’t a productive way of living. So what’s the point in hating anyone? There’s enough hate in the world as it is, without me adding to it.

You've got to believe in yourself, or no one will believe in you. Imagination is like a bird on the wing, flying free for you to use.

I used to get upset by people not understanding me, but I’ve made a career out of it now.

The day you start trusting the people who think you are right, then the people who are actually right, you are on your way down.

Our natural desire is to be doing something

It is better to recognise that we are in darkness than to pretend that we can see the light

[Judith Warner:] Our neurotic quest to perfect the mechanics of mothering can be interpreted as an effort to do on an individual level what we’ve stopped trying to do on a society-wide one.

Then teach me how to not care about someone who was everything to me. All I want is to know she's okay. Is that too much to ask?

More dangers have deceived men than forced them.

I have very nice cars. I never get to drive them, because I'm never home.

Before you look to blame another, look within yourself, for at some point you have not listened to your own instincts.

There's nothing more tragic than artists from the 70s still doing art from the 70s.

The writing of Kathleen McGookey shines more brightly than most fine things we feel pleasure to read. Celebrate it!