I'm famous now. But now that I've got fame and some of the other things I thought would make me happy - it ain't worked

Turns out it was mostly a lie. But, at least for a short while, it was a beautiful one.

A personality for the incredibly beautiful can be a pointless cargo.

I don't mind having a reputation as a serious and spiritual person. I think that would be a nice reputation to have

Rebel children, I urge you, fight the turgid slick of conformity with which they seek to smother your glory.

It's difficult to believe in yourself because the idea of self is an artificial construction. You are, in fact, part of the glorious oneness of the universe. Everything beautiful in the world is within you.

Normally, I'm good at first dates, 'cause that's the only date I ever have, so I know how to control it and be confident.