After every storm, if you look hard enough, a rainbow appears.

There's an answer, if you reach into your soul, and the sorrow that you know will melt away.

There is a light at the end of the tunnel... hopefully its not a freight train!

Apparently I don't do stairs, I won't walk on carpet and I refuse to walk on grass. How do I do to get around, hover?

I really rebel against authority.

If critics have problems with my personal life, it's their problem. Anybody with half a brain would realize that it's the charts that count.

People are always asking, 'Is everything ok?' Look, I was not depressed, ok? I was just freaking exhausted.