He protected his feelings in walls he imagined, but castles crumble exposing the frightened child.

I never thought I could write anything or do a show sober, ever. But I did the Black Sabbath shows sober, and it was so much better fun for me, and everybody.

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

There are no incurable ills.

Maybe it's not too late to learn how to love and forget how to hate.

I think MTV should consider using subtitles. Half the time, even I can't understand what the fu*k I'm talking about.

What is the world coming to?