I wish I didn't have to perform 'Iron Man' every night.

There are no indisputable truths.

The bike went up in the air and landed on my back. It broke my neck, smashed my collarbone and splinters of bone severed my main artery. My lung filled up with blood. I severed my nerves and to this day I have no feeling there.

Killing a pig for a good old fry-up is one thing. But there's no excuse for being cruel, even if you're a bored teenage kid.

With my recovery programme, I have to do a daily inventory of how my day has been. I am terribly dyslexic and have attention deficit disorder, so I have to carry a tape recorder everywhere I go.

I don't know who Ozzy is. I wake up a new person every day.

To be a liar, you've got to have a great memory, and I don't have a memory.