It's so tedious that everyone must be defined.

Anything is hard to find when you will not open your eyes

Bring me the head of Elton John . . . which is one instance in which meat would not be murder, if it were served on a plate.

People are still disturbingly vague about the treatment of animals. People still seem to believe that meat is a particular substance not at all connected to animals playing in the field over there. People don't realise how gruesomely and fighteningly the animal gets to the plate.

I have found the best way to avoid ending your life as a bitter wreck is to start out as one.

The Internet has obviously wiped music off the human map - killed the record shop, and killed the patience of labels who consider debut sales of 300,000 to not be good enough.

I always thought my genitals were the result of some crude practical joke.