If two people want to get married, it’s their prerogative - we hope. Everybody should be able to do what they want to do and be in the pursuit of happiness.

One day I promised God that if he would give me my voice back I would never smoke again. I got three octaves back after quitting.

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

I always felt like the rug could be pulled out from under me at anytime. And coming from a racially mixed background, I always felt like I didn't really fit in anywhere.

It's hard to be someone that people talk about and write about, you know? They don't know me.

Nothing that's ever happened has taken away the optimist in me. It's always, "Whatever-let's go to Disneyland." Yes, I have my bleak, tortured-artist moments, but you have to hold on to what's positive.

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