The Smiths are never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever going to reunite - ever.

Now this might disturb you, but I find I'm OK by myself; and I don't need you or your benevolence to make sense.

I don't like myself very much as a person, but I'm proud of what I create.

I can smell burning flesh... and I hope to God it's human.

I hated the royal wedding.

Well, I'm a Catholic by birth and you can never shed it.

I didn't really see the British punk movement, if that's what it was, as wildly original, because I had been listening so intently to all the New York music since 1973, really.