I can't cater to everyone's needs and what they're going to be offended by; that's one freedom I have.

Guess what, Martin Luther King? I had a dream, too.

I was sent to sleepover camp since I was 6, and you know, it's a recipe for disaster.

Letting your freak flag fly is something, no matter who you are, that takes great bravery, straight up.

My mom was always someone who if, even now, I say I met a certain famous person, she always says, "She's married to so and so!"

I don't set out to offend or shock, but I also don't do anything to avoid it.

I'd rather have a girl exposed to me than 25 women in prom dresses vying for a stranger.