The enemy isn’t men, or women, it’s bloody stupid people and no-one has the right to be stupid.

And he dreamed the dream of all those who publish books, which was to have so much gold in your pockets that you would have to employ two people just to hold your trousers up.

If I were you, I'd sue my face for slander.

And it came to pass that in time the Great God Om spake unto Brutha, the Chosen One: "Psst!

There was no safety. There was no pride. All there was, was money. Everything became money, and money became everything. Money treated us as if we were things, and we died.

I can't stand any music that requires its singers to be so dumb they wear their baseball caps backwards.

The city's full of people who you just see around.