I could not extrapolate some emotion from any song after 1997 so I bought a drum machine and popped pills. The pink ones make me funny like elephants!

I grew up believing that I was fundamentally powerless.

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

And if the world does turn, and if London burns, I'll be standing on the beach with my guitar. I want to be in a band, when I get to Heaven. Anyone can play guitar, and they won't be a nothing anymore.

I didn't ask to be Thom Yorke. Thom Yorke asked to be me.

Metaphorically I am made of chairs. It's a metaphor though. That means I am not actually made of the chairs.

When even your fans are writing to tell you to get a life, you know you need to listen.