Sometimes I think the playing field is certainly not even. You know, it's just not.

I tried therapy. This had never appealed to me. For me, it was a bit like a Chinese meal: very filling at the time, but then an hour later you're hungry again.

Yeah, I'll pay your cab fare home, you can even use my best cologne, just don't be here in the morning when I wake up.

You go through life wondering what is it all about but at the end of the day it's all about family.

I got bored of not feeling affectionate towards girls.

Well, there's not a day goes by when I don't get up and say thank you to somebody.

Is it my sweat that's no longer sweet?