I learnt that fame is an illusion and everything about it is just a joke. I'm far more dangerous now, because I don't care at all.

When I started, they told me I only needed 3 chords and the truth... It turned out I could manage with 2 and some vague ideas.

Strummer's Law: No input, no output.

All the power's in the hands of people rich enough to buy it.

The only place I considered home was the boarding school, in Yorkshire, my parents sent me to.

I`m kind of like one of those people that picks up small and interesting bits of wood and doesn`t want to let go of them. Or, you know, I`m fascinated with the wrapper on a sardine can. A little cuckoo.

Yeah, all those things, responsibility, pressure. It's a bit stressful. I try and come to terms with it by not thinking about it.