I'm a huge Peter Mayer fan, but only when I don't feel like killing him for being so good. I love Peter's work, though it irritates me that he plays so much better than I do. If I rocked half as hard as Peter does, I'd own the world by now.

Dreams were all they gave for free to ugly duckling girls like me.

Once you're halfway home, you know that you can probably get the rest of the way there.

Those of us with ravaged faces, lacking in the social graces, desperately remained at home, inventing lovers on the phone.

It's what I do well - I write about things that make people uncomfortable. That's probably the only thing I do better than my peers.

There will always be those people who are just backward and ignorant. There will always be those people. They need somebody to feel superior to.

I feel I was born with the music coming to me, and that's not something to be wasted.