I was wasting my life, always thinking about myself.

I am attracted to humans. But, of course... not many.

I think I'm a realist. Which people who don't like me consider to be pessimism. It isn't pessimism at all. If I was a pessimist I wouldn't get up, I wouldn't shave, I wouldn't watch Batman at 7:30 a.m. Pessimists just don't do that sort of thing.

I think perhaps I touch on a different passion in people. It’s not simple the passion of rock ‘n’ roll rebellion - it’s more romantic than sexual.

Smiths songs certainly have an astonishing afterlife.

I was driving my car, I crashed and broke my spine. So yes there are things worse in life than never being someone's sweetie.

Hold on to your friends. Resist - or move on Be mad, be rash Smoke and explode Sell all of your clothes Just bear in mind: There just might come a time When you need some friends