I Wanted To Be The Fifth Beatle.

The Bike Went Up In The Air And Landed On My Back. It Broke My Neck, Smashed My Collarbone And Splinters Of Bone Severed My Main Artery. My Lung filled Up With Blood. I Severed My Nerves And To This Day I Have No Feeling There.

I Was Never Good At Sports. I Was Never Good At Exams, Because They Didn't Understand Dyslexia.

There's No Present, There's No Future, I Don't Even Know About The Past.

Condemned To Violence, Arrested By Pain. Inside The Soul Lies A Man Insane.

It [retirement] Was Absolutely Boring. You Can't Go And Say, 'i'm Retired Now. That's It!' It Won't Take Long And You're Really Gone For Good And Someone Throws The Last Shovel Of Dirt On A Coffin With Your Name On It. That's The Moment You're Really Retiring - When You Die.