Let Me Explain Something To You -

My Stay In Camp Betty Was The Longest I'd Been Without Drink Or Drugs In My Adult Life. [...] At First, They Put Me In A Room With A Guy Who Owned A Bowling Alley, But He Snored Like An Asthmatic Horse, So I Moved And Ended Up With A Depressive Mortician. [...] The Mortician Snored Even Louder Than The Bowling Alley Guy - He Was Like A Moose With A Tracheotomy.

It Was Always Fun In The Early Days Of Black Sabbath, When I Stayed Away From Heavy Drugs. Then Someone Gave Me Cocaine And I Went, "hallelujah!" I Thought I'd Found The Meaning Of Life!

There Are No Unlockable Doors.

It Took A Lot Of Water To Down Just That F-king Bat's Head, Let Me Tell You. It's Still Stuck In My F-king Throat, After All These Years. People All Over The World Say, 'you're The Guy Who Kills Creatures? You Still Do It? You Do It Every Night?' It Happened F-king Once, For Christ's Sake.

My Idea Of What God Should Be Is A Good Guy. I Don't Think There's Any Good In Killing People In The Name Of Your God.