Just because I rock doesn't mean I am made of stone.

It's hard for anybody who's been with me not to feel starved for affection when I'm making love to my ideas. Maybe it's not meant for me to settle down and be married.

I just wanna hang out. No big deal!

I'm the first to admit this whole salary thing is getting out of control. In the final analysis, it's still about the work.

I love the idea that 'a person is a person no matter how small'.

So many of us choose our path out of fear disguised as practicality. What we really want seems impossibly out of reach and ridiculous to expect, so we never dare to ask the universe for it.

I just like being creative, whatever way I have to do it.