Sold my soul. Bought these devil chains.

If you can accept your differentness and learn to love it and encourage it, then you can be someone wonderful.

If they [at the audition] don't like the way you sound they won't buy you anyway, ripped dress or no ripped dress, ass hanging out or no ass hanging out.

My whole life had been spent waiting for an epiphany, a manifestation of God's presence, the kind of transcendent, magical experience that lets you see your place in the big picture. And that is what I had with my first [compost] heap.

GOD is watching us, from a Distance.

Sometimes, when I wake up, my soul is in another city!

I would much rather watch myself than listen to myself. The moving is second nature, but the listening... that's the art.