I knew I was different. I thought that I might be gay or something because I couldn't identify with any of the guys at all. None of them liked art or music, they just wanted to fight and get laid. It was many years ago but it gave me this real hatred for the average American macho male.

Zits are beauty marks.

I don't care what you think unless it is about me...

All in all is all we are.

We can plant a house, we can build a tree.

I was accepted by cool people because the cheerleaders thought I was cute. The jocks knew the jock-girls thought I was cute. I just chose not to hang around with them.

I was looking for something a lot heavier, yet melodic at the same time. Something different from heavy metal, a different attitude.