Who cares who comes out of the closet or not, so long as you're happy?

I always wondered if I was supposed to be excellent at something or not. I think, because of that, I have a lot of insecurities about myself.

Well, sometimes when you say you want to be like everybody else, you're really saying that you're not.

The guy who owned that island was from Oregon and he decided that he wanted to have an Oregon feeling to it, so he planted pine trees all over the place!

I became a very angry person and it was all due to alcoholism.

Who cares who comes out of the closet or not, so long as you're happy?

Everybody wants to be like everybody else.