All I ever wanted to do was to do something good so that my parents could be proud of me.

As long as there are kids who are pissed off and have no real way in venting out that anger, heavy metal will live on.

The most unbelievable thing about my behaviour is that I was convinced it was entirely f**king normal.

The funny thing is, I was never much of a fighter. Better a live coward than a dead hero, that was my motto.

Mental wounds not healing, who and what's to blame. I'm going off the rails on a crazy train.

I open the door for old ladies, I help old ladies across the road. I do a show for leukemia every year, but I don't broadcast that because it's against my image.

If I could have just one more wish, I'd wipe the cobwebs from my eyes.