I just didn't believe I was like everybody else. I thought I was unique.

The nights I don't sleep it's because there's a higher calling telling me to stand guard.

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

I just don't want to live like I used to. And at some point, I'm going to put a gag order on myself in terms of talking about the past. I've got to slam the door and deal with the present and the future.

There was this one time in Vegas when I took four Victoria's Secret models and did one gram off each of their bodies within, like, 45 minutes. I declared myself King of Vegas and decided to remodel my hotel room with my bare hands to resemble King Louis XIV's bedroom at Versailles. Knocked down two entire walls, and later had four knuckle surgeries. Still wasn't as high as Rob Ford.

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

Can't is the cancer of happening.