"Syd was so full of whimsy as well as horrible gas. I swear to God that the early recording sessions of Pink Floyd always smelled like a strange mixture of rotten eggs, rancid cabbage, and crap."

“He was firstly an artist and secondly a musician. If ever he was asked what he did, the reaction would always be 'I'm an artist', never 'I'm a musician.' *”

“And what exactly is a dream, and what exactly is a joke?”

“We feel that in the future, groups are going to have to offer much more than just a pop show. They'll have to offer a well-presented theatre show.”

“If you had said to a young Syd, ‘Look, this is your bargain in life, you know, you’re going to do this fantastic stuff, but it won’t be forever, it’ll be this short period. There’s the dotted line, are you going to sign for this?’ I suspect, maybe, a lot of people would sign for that, for making their mark.”

“I remember the last time we were in the studio that Nick ripped this fart. It was one of the most atrocious things the others had ever smelled in their lives. While Roger and Rick fled in terror, I asked Nick for seconds.”

“Well, I've got a colour telly, and a fridge. I've got some pork chops in the fridge, but the chops keep going off, so I have to keep buying more.”