I don't speak particularly well. That's one of the consequences of being extremely ugly.

Everyone from the pope to some hobo thinks, "I'm a human being. What am I doing here?" You can't get carried away with fame and fortune and all that. It's all nonsense. The whole pop-star side of it is all fun and good, but you don't get anywhere without putting in the hours. I get so fulfilled when we play a song live that we spent hours working on. It's all cool. Fame is something to have fun with, but you shouldn't take it too seriously because it is bollocks.

Nothing matters except life and the love you make.

I do an hour's yoga and go running every day. Then I see a picture of myself and I still look like a skinny, potbellied idiot - and I thought I had turned into this superhunk!

I just want to make the best music of all time with my best friends.

I don't actually own a car.

There's a reason why people who've had bad relationships with their parents listen to angry stuff.