I have a pretty bad temper. But you have to really push me to see it. But everybody has their things.

You can't worry about pleasing other people; you have to please yourself.

You've made love to my mind, now you gotta take me from behind.

I can express gratitude for the simple act of being able to breathe in and breathe out. I can move away from darkness and depression to light and hope. I can be happy with who I am, not what I should be, or what I might have been, or what someone tells me I must be. I am me, the true me; you are you, the true you - and that's good. That's beautiful. That's enough.

We're all driven to premieres or nightclubs and seen the rope separating those who can enter and those who can't. Well, there's also velvet rope we have inside of us, keeping others from knowing our feelings.

Remember one rule, no rule.

I'm happy with the people that I have around me. And they've been friends of mine since I was young, for a very long time.