I don’t know whose brilliant idea that was, but it wasn’t mine, that’s for sure.

Yes, I did bite the head off of a dove. Yes, I did bite the head off of a bat. It's a stupid thing to do, but I did it.

I've got many, many demons that affect me on many, many levels.

I was curious, given the swimming pools of booze I’ve guzzled over the years - not to mention all of the cocaine, morphine, sleeping pills, cough syrup, LSD, Rohypnol… there’s really no plausible medical reason why I should still be alive. Maybe my DNA could say why.

Be good and honest to your fellow man and try to do something good for somebody.

I do miss the social aspect of sitting in a pub with a pint but you know what when I get down to it I never went for a pint. I went to a pub to get f**ked up. If it was just going for a pint that would be ok but once I start I just can't stop.

It was one of the greatest experiences I have ever had in my life to meet Paul McCartney. It was phenomenal.