I miss England. I miss the weather. I've spent moss of the last 25 years on tour. I'm ready to come home.

Hell is full of high court judges.

Money's only important when you don't have any.

I think there's room for both private exploration and group work in Yoga.

I've been the lowest low on the planet, I've been a sinner all my days. And I was living with my hands on the trigger, I had no sense to change my ways.

My comfortable existence is reduced to a shallow meaningless party.

I realize that nothing's as it seems.