The hardest part about being in Radiohead is listening to my own music.

Have I told you I have cancer? It's a very special kind of cancer. Cancer of the soul.

It turns out I have clinical schizophrenia. The unborn chicken voices were telling me to kill my family.

If I had one wish I'd wish for a million wishes because I am clever.

My uncle used to sit me on his lap and play "ventriloquist", only I wasn't wearing pants.

We weren't listening to guitar bands, we were thoroughly ashamed of being a guitar band. So we bought loads of keyboards and learned how to use them, and when we got bored we went back to guitars.

It's God's will that millions of people are gonna die this year because of some outmoded economic policies? No, it's not!