The Pistols Were Like My Work Of

There Are Two Rules I've Always Tried To Live By: Turn Left, If You're Supposed To Turn Right; Go Through Any Door That You're Not Supposed To Enter. It's The Only Way To Fight Your Way Through To Any Kind Of Authentic Feeling In A World Beset By Fakery.

It Was Never About Having A Mohican Haircut Or Wearing A Ripped T-shirt. It Was All About Destruction, And The Creative Potential Within That.

I've Always Embraced Failure As A Noble Pursuit. It Allows You To Be Anti Whatever Anyone Wants You To Be, And To Break All The Rules.

Everyone Should Be Commended For Allowing People To Make Disasters, To Make Failures - You've Just Got To Be Sure That It's A Magnificent Failure And That, By Creating A Magnificent Failure, You Plant The Seed.

I Always Feel More Comfortable In Chaotic Surroundings. I Don't Know Why That Is. I Think Order Is Dull. There Is Something About This Kind Of Desire For Order, Particularly In Anglo Saxon Cultures, That Drive Out This Ability For The Streets To Become A Really Exotic, Amorphous, Chaotic, Organic Place Where Ideas Can, Basically, Develop.