I think I am a child. Everything blows my mind.

Our lives are merely trees of possibilities.

There is so little time for us all; I need to be able to say what I want quickly and to as many people as possible.

Some people think because I wear makeup that I am gay. But one thing has nothing to do with the other.

A lot of people don't know about music, but buy records. A lot of people that know about music can't afford to buy records.

If God were to appear in my room, obviously I would be in awe, but I don't think I would be humble. I might cry, but I think he would dig me like crazy.

I think I am a child. Everything blows my mind.