People at rehab were stealing my hats and pens and notebooks and asking for autographs. I couldn't concentrate on my problem.

Never take ecstasy, beer, baccardi, weed, pepto bismol, vivarin, tums, tagamet hb, xanax, and valium in the same day. It makes it difficult to sleep at night.

My rule of life prescribed as an absolutely sacred rite smoking cigars and also the drinking of alcohol before, after and if need be during all meals and in the intervals between them.

Drugs are a bet with your mind.

My sobriety isn't up for discussion, but as for vices, I seem to hack away at them with my invisible machete from dawn till dusk. The vice of 'more' is an ongoing theme.

So many cringes in the heroin binges, I was coming off the hinges, living on the fringes of my imagination.