My stay in Camp Betty was the longest I'd been without drink or drugs in my adult life. [...] At first, they put me in a room with a guy who owned a bowling alley, but he snored like an asthmatic horse, so I moved and ended up with a depressive mortician. [...] The mortician snored even louder than the bowling alley guy - he was like a moose with a tracheotomy.

I used to fantasize that Paul McCartney would marry my sister.

If you choose to criticize, you choose your enemies.

All rehab can do is tell you what’s wrong with you and then suggest ways for you to get better.

The power of people, when they focus on something positive, never fails to amaze me.

At 18, if someone had said to me, "I think you should go to rehab and get cleaned up," I would have thought, "You're fucking mad."

There are no unwinnable wars.