I wore black because I liked it. I still do, and wearing it still means something to me. It's still my symbol of rebellion -- against a stagnant status quo, against our hypocritical houses of God, against people whose minds are closed to others' ideas.

Everybody was wearing rhinestones, all those sparkly clothes, and cowboy boots. I decided to wear a black shirt and pants and see if I could get by with it. I did and I've worn black clothes ever since.

We're all in this together if we're in it at all.

Happiness is being at peace, being with loved ones, being comfortable...but most of all, it's having those loved ones.

I have tried drugs and a little of everything else, and there is nothing in the world more soul-satisfying than having the kingdom of God building inside you and growing.

I say I'm not a singer, so that means I can't sing. But - doesn't it?

It's good to believe in yourself, but there are people out there who can make or break you.