Author of quotes: Richie Edwards

I think people are romantic in some ways. But when it comes to relationships, it is not so much a question of confidence in another person, but the problem of credibility. The animal nature means that you find another person physically attractive. And there is something dishonest in hiding this feelings too puritanical to indulge in it. The idea of sin is still deeply permeates society.

If you, like me, hopelessly depressed, then dressing up is the best way. When I was young, I just really wanted to see me. Nothing could excite me like human attention, so I dressed in the most unthinkable way. Boredom and audacity go hand in hand.

It is important not to be ashamed of their past, for the contradictions are an important part of what we are.

When you hate yourself, whatever people said around, it doesn't matter.

When I put myself cuts, I feel much better. Annoying me, the little things suddenly become so small because I focus on the pain. I'm not the person who can scream and cry, so that's my only option. All very logical.

On things like censorship... I think the TV should be allowed everything. You know, I mean anything. But I don't know who else supports this idea. Even left-wing political parties argue that censorship to some extent should be present, that some things are a manifestation of durnovkusiya. However, no one has the right to define what a bad taste.

Love is commitment, not the expectation of something in return. When I look around, everyone wants to get something from the relationship. It is not love.

We - the scum that remind people of suffering. When we jump on stage it's not rock clichés, but the geometry of contempt. We don't flaunt our wounds, we put them under his nose. We - decaying flowers in the playgrounds of the rich. We are young, beautiful scum that got this world. The closed hospitals are killing more people than ever will kill the bomb, planted in a car. Destroy the aristocracy and kill, kill, kill. Queen and country - sluggish dumb bastards. We are drowning in production created by the ego. Thoughts on how to throw a brick, born from boredom...