I Don't Live To Work; I Work

There Are Periods Where You Think, "what Am I Doing?" Or "what Am I Doing It For?"; That's A More Scary Question. "i've Made S---loads Of Money, I've Left My Mark In Music, Why Am I Still Doing This?," And It Takes A While To Answer That Question.

We Live A Dying Dream, If You Know What I Mean...

It's Not About Being Upset About The Things You Might Have Said Or Done Yesterday, Which Is Quite Appropriate At The Moment. It's About Looking Forward Rather Than Looking Back. I Hate People Who Look Back On The Past Or Talk About What Might Have Been.

I Can Make Going To The Dry-cleaners Last An Entire Day, And The Dry Cleaners Might Be 150 Yards From My Front Door. You Might Find It Hard To Believe, But I Am Bone-idle Lazy.

There's Not Enough Good Things In The World.