I Don't Believe In Pets. I Like

It's A Loser's Emblem (swastika), Because The Nazis Lost The War. It's Ridiculous To Suggest We Are Involved With Fascists. All My Best Friends Are Black, Gay, Irish Or Criminals.

[replying To The Question Of The Presenter: "where Did The Name "sex Pistols" Come From, Who Thought This Name Up?"] Some Animal. I Can't Remember. It Doesn't Matter. It's History.

A Healthy Mind Can Live In An Unhealthy Body.

I'm Not One For Like Soul-searching, Sour Fizzy Moments. I Come From The School Of Hard Knocks, "f**king Get On With It", That's It.

What Goes On In The World And Who's Defining What Is Right Or Wrong In Anything? Is There A Place In Any Of Our Existence Where We Need Judgment Any Longer? But We Should Have Empathy Towards Each Other And Break Away From Those Categories That Politics And Religion Keep Throwing Back At Us.