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People ask me how come I'm still alive, and I don't know what to say. When I was growing up, if you'd have put me up against a wall with the other kids from my street and asked me which one of us was gonna make it to the age of 60, with five kids and four grandkids and houses in Buckinghamshire and California, I wouldn't have put money on me, no f--king way. But here I am: ready to tell my story, in my own words, for the first time. A lot of it ain't gonna be pretty. I've done some bad things in my time. But I ain't the devil.

ESTE É UM EPISÓDIO DA OBRA "CARTA PARA O MEU JOVEM EU", DE. JANE GRAHAM, QUE APRESENTAM CARTAS PARA OZZY OSBOURNE E SIR PAUL MCCARTNEY MAIS JOVENS. SE QUISER LER TODAS AS CARTAS LEIA A OBRA COMPLETA. Se a viagem no tempo fosse uma possibilidade, o que você diria ao seu eu adolescente, caso o encontrasse? Em Carta Para Meu Jovem Eu, personalidades das mais diversas áreas refletem sobre o que teria sido bom saber antes. Elas também lembram aqueles momentos mágicos que gostariam de reviver. O livro inclui a participação especial de personalidades brasileiras.

By rights, Ozzy Osbourne should not be alive. He spent forty years on a hell-raising, bat-biting, ant-snorting*, drink and drug-fuelled bender. He broke his neck going two miles an hour on a quad bike and died twice in a chemically induced coma. And yet - at 62 years old - he is healthier and happier than ever. He is a walking medical miracle. So who better to offer the public medical advice and support?

The incredible, frank and moving autobiography by the Prince of F***ing Darkness! Has there ever been a more extraordinary rock-star story than Ozzy Osbourne's? Born into a life so poor that the whole family slept in one room, Ozzy endured a tough upbringing. Music was his salvation, and his band Black Sabbath went on to change the music scene forever.

As pessoas me perguntam como eu ainda estou vivo, e eu não sei o que dizer. Quando eu estava crescendo, se você me colocasse contra uma parede com os outros garotos da minha rua e me perguntasse qual de nós chegaria aos sessenta anos, com cinco filhos e quatro netos e casas em Buckinghamshire e Califórnia, eu não teria apostado dinheiro em mim – de jeito nenhum. Mas aqui estou eu: pronto para contar minha história, com minhas próprias palavras.