Too Fast To Live, Too Young To

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.

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.

I Never Intended For The Sex Pistols To Be Immeasurably Successful.

The Popularity Of Punk Rock Was, In Effect, Due To The Fact That It Made Ugliness Beautiful.

Rock And Roll Doesn't Necessarily Mean A Band. It Doesn't Mean A Singer, And It Doesn't Mean A Lyric, Really. It's That Question Of Trying To Be Immortal.