God lets everything happen for a reason. It's all a learning process, and you have to go from one level to another.

I ain't never loan friends money; I give it to 'em and I don't expect to get it back. Even when he says, "I'll pay you back," I never expect it. If he gives it back, then hey, that's a feather in his cap, but I don't expect to get it back.

My power is discombobulatingly devastating.

The drug dealers, they sympathize with me. They see me as some sort of pathetic character.

I'm on the Zoloft to keep from killing y'all.

You come home, and you party. But after that, you get a hangover. Everything about that is negative.

I'm in trouble because I'm normal and slightly arrogant. A lot of people don't like themselves and I happen to be totally in love with myself.