I think about God, yes, and I wonder if there is a God. And if there is a God, will God please help me through my hard trips.

I have auditory hallucinations, I hear voices saying derogatory things, like I'm terrible and I'm going to die, and they're usually worse in the afternoon.

I have stage fright every single concert I've ever done. I have at least four or five minutes of it. It's absolute living hell.

Summer means happy times and good sunshine. It means going to the beach, going to Disneyland, having fun.

I earned my famous name.

You're called a genius by people, and then your whole life you become the part.

I'm just a shy and retreating kind of person. Sometimes I get in a real talkative mood - but not very often.