The Beatles gave me everything. Especially Paul McCartney. I adore him.

The rest of the guys in Sabbath became boring old farts, and there I was, this crazy guy, still into wrecking hotel rooms and having parties.

None of us is perfect. Everyone has got a skeleton in the closet that they don't want people to find out. I just let it go, with a bit of humor.

Weather in Afghanistan, 2000 degrees and cloudy. What the f-ck am I doing? I'm stuck on the weather channel. AHHH!

My idea of what God should be is a good guy. I don't think there's any good in killing people in the name of your God.

I met Bush but we didn't talk at all. To tell you the truth, I was too pissed.

What can go wrong will go wrong.