I used to wonder if it was God's plan that I should be alone for so much of my life. But I found peace. I found happiness within people and the world.

Sometimes I wish I was a beautiful machine so I could resist your kiss and not cry when you're mean.

If you are born an artist, you have no choice but to fight to stay an artist.

Pick your role models wisely, find out what they did and do it.

What other people think of me is none of my business. Sometimes, it hurts my feelings, but I have to just keep going.

I sing the National Anthem, while I'm standing, over your body, hold you like a python.

I want to find someone who's really magnetic but who isn't going to do anything bad to me. It's hard.