I don't know about your true form, but the weight of your ego sure is pushing the crust of the earth toward the breaking point.

I'm amazing and studly, but I have limits.

We have now left Reason and Sanity Junction. Next stop, Looneyville.

Ease off the martyr throttle.

But I don't understand God. I don't understand how he could see the way people treat one another, and not chalk up the whole human race as a bad idea.

...as nervous as a bird in a coal mine.

I still can't believe, " Michael said, sotto voce, "that you came to the Vampires' Masquerade Ball dressed as a vampire.

Let come the forces of night! We will stand!" "We will get the hell out of here is what we will do, " I muttered.

I swear to you, by my own stunning good looks and towering ego, that I am not lying to you.

I mean it, " I said. "You're in danger.""Relax, Harry. I'm not letting anyone lick me, and I'm not looking anyone in the eyes. It's kind of like visiting New York.

Nobody intentionally sets out to fail or dwell in mediocrity.

The voices on the record, that was trying to treat my voice like guitar players treat guitar tones.

God, or what have you, will not be found at the far end of a syllogism, no matter how brilliantly phrased or conceived.

To make money in New York, you have to add gigs when starting out, so while I was acting quite a bit, I would do modeling.

The faces I see in the modeling industry can get dull.

Unproductive worry - like Parkinson's proverbial law - tends to expand to fill the time available.

I grew up in church. That's how most young African American musicians learn how to perform. You could be six years old and playing organ or drums in front of thousands or hundreds of people.

I am inspired by seeing kindness in others. It touches me and reminds me to be kind as well.

Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion.

Men die but sorrow never dies.