My torso is short, but my arms are really long and gangly and my legs and my neck, and my feet and hands are really long, and I look like a duck.

I lose faith and I lose ground, but then I see you and remember unconditional love.

I'm not gonna worry about what people think about me. I'm too busy. I don't give a hoot.

I don't know many people who don't have somebody in their family who's a part of the gay-lesbian-bisexual-transgender community. It's not like they're aliens or outsiders. This is family.

It's a strange lesson to learn in life that your differences, the things that make you feel uncomfortable about yourself are what will help you to grow into who you are. Those are your gifts.

I've always felt, even as a songwriter, that the rhythm of speech is in itself a language for me.

There have been great things that happened to me.