Let the children have their night of fun and laughter, let the gifts of Father Christmas delight their play. Let us grown-ups share to the full in their unstinted pleasures.

Can't close my eyes cause all I see is terror. I hate the man in the mirror cause his reflection makes the pain turn realer.

Every man should ask himself each day whether he is not too readily accepting negative solutions.

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

The hardest thing for - not only an artist but for anybody to do is look themselves in the mirror and acknowledge, you know, their own flaws and fears and imperfections and put them out there in the open for people to relate to it.

It's easy to forget who you are.