The very first schoolbook that was written had God all over it.

What do I bring to the Democratic National Convention that other reporters don't? Hair.

We got a new song called 'Ashes in Your Mouth,' and it is NOT about a joint falling apart.

If I know I'm going crazy, I must not be insane.

Ask the sheep for their beliefs... Do you kill on God's command?

I was always the new kid in school, I'm the kid from a broken family, I'm the kid who had no dad showing up at the father-son stuff, I'm the kid that was using food stamps at the grocery store.

Pop and metal aren't friends. Each knows exactly where the other lives and tries to keep its distance. They choose different streets, neighborhoods, zip codes.