Bad news has never been broken gently in my family. Because, breaking it gently takes a few extra seconds. And who's got that kinda time? Hey, we maybe failures, but we are very busy.

They had a big court battle over who got to keep me. Mom won; she made me live with Dad.

I think when you sit alone with your brain too much, your own brain starts to rebel against you.

A lie is a lie... unless your friends and family are in on it. Then it's a "commonly held belief."

My father thrives on fear. You know that prayer If I should die before I wake? I had sheets that said that!

The normal make a living. The deranged make history.

I have a dream! Because I have lived a nightmare.