A lot of people don't like me. I take that as evidence that I have done something beautifully different or something extraordinary.

I have long ago accepted that I am a little crazy and a little weird. It wasn't that exciting a revelation though. Turns out everyone is.

A lot of people don't like me. I take that as evidence that I have done something beautifully different or something extraordinary.

Share your weaknesses. Share your hard moments. Share your real side. It'll either scare away every fake person in your life or it will inspire them to finally let go of that mirage called "perfection," which will open the doors to the most important relationships you'll ever be a part of.

I have to wonder at what point the people fighting to protect marriage will realize that traditional couples haven't exactly been doing too good a job of it so far.

The greatest mark of a father is how he treats his children when no one is looking.

It doesn't matter if I'm off the beat. It doesn't matter if I'm snapping to the rhythm. It doesn't matter if I look like a complete goon when I dance. It is my dance. It is my moment. It is mine. And dance I will. Try and stop me. You'll probably get kicked in the face.