It's my mind, and I reserve the right to change it as often as I like.

When you're eating something and someone asks 'Is that nice?' No it's really revolting - I always eat stuff I hate.

I don't believe in angels and I have trouble with the whole God thing. I don't want to say I don't believe in God, but I don't think I do. But I believe in people who do.

Killing a guy and stealing his wife and child isn't too nice a thing to do.

My parents used to take me to the pet department and tell me it was a zoo.

I am totally, absolutely romantic. When I broke up with a girl I would listen to the most heart-breaking music and make it worse. That's what girls do. I think I am a girl really.

Oh aye...my Father would thrash me every now and then. He'd talk while he did it too! He'd hit me and shout, 'Have ye had enough?' Had enough? Whit kind of question is that? 'Why, Father, would another kick in the balls be out of the question???'