I'd rather look good in my coffin than bad in my coffin.

The most unbelievable thing about my behaviour is that I was convinced it was entirely f**king normal.

Hating people isn’t a productive way of living. So what’s the point in hating anyone? There’s enough hate in the world as it is, without me adding to it.

It was always fun in the early days of Black Sabbath, when I stayed away from heavy drugs. Then someone gave me cocaine and I went, "Hallelujah!" I thought I'd found the meaning of life!

Mental wounds not healing, who and what's to blame. I'm going off the rails on a crazy train.

There are some singers that have great technique and then there are those that have a certain quality or style in their voice. Some have both, like Freddie Mercury, but to me, I prefer style over technique.

I'd rather look good in my coffin than bad in my coffin.