The introduction of heartache began as a child.

What can go wrong will go wrong.

Voices in the darkness scream away my mental health, can I ask a question to help me save me from myself?

It took a lot of water to down just that f-king bat's head, let me tell you. It's still stuck in my f-king throat, after all these years. People all over the world say, 'You're the guy who kills creatures? You still do it? You do it every night?' It happened f-king once, for Christ's sake.

It’s sad, y’know, what money does to people.

Being sober on a bus is, like, totally different than being drunk on a bus.

I grew up having to piss in a bucket ’cos there was no indoor shitter, and now I have these computerised Japanese super-loo things that have heated seats and wash and blow-dry your arse at the touch of a button. Give it a couple of years and I’ll have a bog with a robot arm that pulls out my turds, so I don’t have to strain.