People, like large groups of people are stupid. Individuals are smart and can deal with things and can make things last and work, but when people get together in big crowds they're stupid. They turn into sheep, then you have major situations.

Never underestimate a dumb question.

The world is a drought when out of love.

All of us are heaven-sent, and there was never meant to be only one.

The world's a rollercoaster and I am not strapped in. Maybe I should hold with care, but my hands are busy in the air.

I follow a dairy-free and gluten-free diet, which can be challenging in some places.

I think perhaps love thrives on unlikely circumstances and chance: life thrives on these principles, and is life not love? And love not life?