Just tell the truth and you're home free. If there are amends to be made, you make them. You own it and move on.

What is a normal childhood? We weren't rich, we were pretty middle-class. My dad survived from job to job; with him taking care of so many relatives, he couldn't save any money.

I'm tired of ignoring that I march to a different beat.

I’m done with the winning cause I’ve already won.

You can put people's feet to the fire a bit just by reminding them that we're constantly creating our own history.

The paramedic called the press and sold me like a loaf of bread. This was news, and he wanted to be the one to report it.

People ask all the time, "What are you thinking?" It's my least favorite question in the world. The last bastion of solace is my mind. It's an invasion.