I have so much pride and love for the songs of The Smiths. However, I — Morrissey

"(About Pop Idols) Obviously, its designed by record company executives who want a cheap success, and they dont want to give money to anybody and they dont want to give contracts, so theyve created this world of very bubbly teenagers who want to be "idols" and they think all they have to do is mime quite well and theyve made it. … But its not the problem of the kids, its the problem of the record companies, because its just an inexpensive way for them to have so-called, I wont say "artists", but erm...Youre nodding, you know what I mean."

"TF: At which point did you stop being celibate, why and who with? M: I dont see how anyone would benefit from seeing that kind of information in print. Least of all me."

"It was probably nothing, but it felt like the world."

"Hand in glove, the good people laugh, yes we may be hidden by rags, But weve something theyll never have"

"I say a lot of things I don’t mean."

"The British judiciary continues to label animal protectionists as extremists, whilst being unable to consider the Holocaust carnage inside every abattoir to be extreme."

"The wound is the place where the Light enters you."

"yes is a pleasant country... love is a deeper season than reason"

"true lovers in each happening of their hearts live longer than all which and every who"

"What concerns me fundamentaly is a meteoric burlesk melodrama, born of the immemorial adage love will find a way."

"Who made you glorious as the gates of heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flower Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God! God! sing, ye meadow-streams, with gladsome voice! Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God!"

"Unchanged within, to see all changed without, Is a blank lot and hard to bear, no doubt. Yet why at others Wanings shouldst thou fret? Then only mightst thou feel a just regret, Hadst thou withheld thy love or hid thy light In selfish forethought of neglect and slight."