It's better to say too much, than never to say what you need to say again.

I went to my library, right? And I started to research the Bill of Rights and I did not technically find anything that said all Americans shall eat shrimp with whoever they like. But, I found some things that are close enough to infer that I am within my legal rights to enjoy seafood with whomever I choose.

By the way, pornography? It's a new synaptic pathway. You wake up in the morning, open a thumbnail page, and it leads to a Pandora's box of visuals. There have probably been days when I saw 300 vaginas before I got out of bed.

I find myself in situations that I know would be unbelievable pictures and I have to gauge, Is this worth taking the camera out? Am I gonna lose the moment? Am I gonna get a dirty look from Sting?

It's very liberating when you finally realize it's impossible to make everyone like you.

The outcome of a still veracitless life. Am I livin' it right?

I'm pretty good at taking accountability now, and I never did anything to deserve that. It was a really lousy thing for her to do.