All I ever wanted to do was to do something good so that my parents could be proud of me.
There are no impossible dreams.
There are no unlockable doors.
You learn who your friends are when the sh-t hits the fan.
The Beatles gave me everything. Especially Paul McCartney. I adore him.
People want it to be red, like blood. It's kind of funny. When I used to throw meat into the audience, I'd get letters from kids' mothers saying, "What's the best way to get blood stains out of my son's shirt?"