I Close My Eyes And Feel The

Everything Is Reduced To What's Physical In The End, Because It's The Filth Inside People's Minds That Creates All The Evil. What Is A Body, Anyway? I Suppose You've Got To Abuse Your Body To Understand It. If You're Not Prepared To Humiliate Yourself In Order To Give Somebody Else A Moment's Pleasure, I Don't Believe That You've Actually Lived.

Dissatisfied With What I Am, I Want To Be A Better Man.

I Still Like To Keep Tapes Of The Few Minutes Before The Final Take, Things That Happen Before The Session. Maybe It's Superstitious, But I Believe If I Had Done Things Differently - If I Had Walked Around The Studio Or Gone Out - It Wouldn't Have Turned Out That Way.

Pity Is Easy, But It Is Difficult To Care.

When He Feels The World Is Closing In, He Turns His Stereo Way Up High. He Just Spends His Life, Living In A Rock And Roll Fantasy.