I think, at heart, unless you discover faith in something else, something other, it's very hard to shake the thing that you're adrift alone.

If any of our songs ever did make it on the top ten, I'd disband the group immediately.

I wouldn't want to think people doted on us, hung on every word, or wanted to look like us.

I don't want The Cure to fizzle out doing 45-minute shows of greatest hits. That would be awful for our legacy.

I don't care where the Cure is placed in the pantheon of rock. I don't care if we're perceived as relevant. We're never worried how we fit in. I don't even want to fit in.

There were only two times in my life when I've actually felt down about things and gotten myself into a full mental mess. One of the times was in 1982. I had a horrible time for a few months and felt pretty desperate. Then again in 1984, for various reasons, not all of them within my control. Since then, I just wander in and out of black moods.

I look thuggish when I shave my head and wear big boots. I walk into a newsagent and people think I'm going to jump the counter.