Things are going to get a lot worse before they get worse.

Growing up in Michigan was fine...until I realized where I was.

When we talk to god, it's prayer. When god talks to us, it's schizophrenia.

Truth is, I've always been selling out. The difference is that in the past, I looked like I had integrity because there were no buyers.

We are all in this together, by ourselves.

I wonder what it would be like if we all became what we wanted to be when we grew up? I mean, imagine a world filled with nothing but firemen, cowboys, nurses and ballerinas.

I try to be cynical, but it's so hard to keep up.