No man is free who is not master of himself.
I'm dyslexic, I have attention-deficit disorder, and I've got something like a hereditary tremor.
I think if a man can create something like an atom bomb, he can surely create something with his own mind.
The Jesus freaks were the worst. While the ‘Suicide Solution’ case was going through the courts they followed me around everywhere. They would picket my shows with signs that read, ‘The Anti-Christ Is Here’. And they’d always be chanting: ‘Put Satan behind you! Put Jesus in front of you!’ One time, I made my own sign – a smiley face with the words ‘Have a Nice Day’ – and went out and joined them. They didn’t even notice. Then, just as the gig was about to start, I put down the sign, said, ‘See ya, guys,’ and went back to my dressing room.
I am a raging alcoholic, but I don't want my kids to do the same.
The power of people, when they focus on something positive, never fails to amaze me.
I got rabies shots for biting the head off a bat but that's OK - the bat had to get Ozzy shots.
The information you get from social media is not a substitute for academic discipline at all.
Interventions are really emotionally exhausting and I would never ever want to have one. In the same way, I would never want to have a surprise birthday party. That would be horrible.
. . in the harshest days of leaf-bare clanmate turns upon clanmate danger lurks behind familiar faces and one more warrior may be lost forever
Reason is poor propaganda when opposed by the yammering, unceasing lies of shrewd and evil and self-serving men.