' I tell you what, if god just walked over that hill now and went, 'hi boys', I would fucking punch his lights out and smash him right in the fucking face. And if he didn't know what it's for, then he is a bigger fool than I thought he was. I'd pin him to the floor with my boot on his neck, all powerful though he is. I'd punch his lights out for this fucking fabulously optimistic planet with fuck all behind it. 'What d'you mean? You can't give me all this then take it away.' it's insane. I'd have to smack him in the fucking face.
That's it. That's life and death in a nutshell.
Damian Hirst- on the way to work.
