My divorce was like a death - a genuine death of commitment and love. After I got over the shock, I was like, tell me theres some way we can save this. We can save this, right?

This job's a pain-it's so mundane It sure don't stimulate my brain.

I really admire artists that are willing to take a different approach and a different angle to their shows.

If foundations made of stone can turn to dust, then the hardest hearts of steel can turn to rust.

One day, someone said to me, 'Do you want to go jump out of an airplane?' I felt like I had nothing to lose anymore, so I said, 'Why not?' And every day since then, I ask myself that question.

So many people bare their midriffs, I don't know why mine is such an issue.

When everything goes without a hitch, where's the challenge, the opportunity to find out what you're made of?