So the first job that I got - my father got it for me - he had his clerical collar on, was a gay bar in D.C., it was Mr. Henry's of Georgetown.

I used to get really pissed off that my life was so dictated by when this Jesus guy was born and when he was dying every year. I felt really resentful that I couldn't get on with my own life because I was so busy with his.

Baker, baker, can you explain, if truly his heart was made of icing.

I was two and a half when I first climbed up and sat at a piano.

Healing takes courage, and we all have courage, even if we have to dig a little to find it.

I use innocence in my demeanor like a Venus flytrap.

You don't leave people who can't defend themselves.