If you don't know what sex is before you're 21 you're going to have a problem and should go to your psychiatrist.

There are no unlockable doors.

Mind you, it’s all bullshit with wine, isn’t it? It’s just f**king vinegar with a fizz, no matter what the tasters say.

I listen to some of the lyrics I used to write and I say, "Where was my head at when I wrote that?"

Dogs smoke in France.

I don't forget what I used to do and so I can't justifiably say to my kid, "Don't you do that," when I used to do it myself.

Let me explain something to you - you have not been standing in front of thirty thousand decibals for thirty-five years - write me a note!