I got over shy a really long time ago. I'm queer, I'm feline, get used to it.

This was how the world ended. Not with a bang, but with a whimper.

We all need to be mocked from time to time, lest we take ourselves too seriously.

When peoples cry for you, they can straighten out your soul.

The only things flawless about me are my flaws.

There are good ways and bad ways to get my attention. Whacking on my ego with a crowbar will get my attention, sure, but it's not going to leave me well disposed to the messenger.

Personal truth differs from one person to the next, so how can truth itself be a constant? At least we can listen to each other in truth.

It is astonishing what you can do when you have a lot of energy, ambition and plenty of ignorance.

I am overwhelmed by the strength of my body and the power of my mind. For one moment, just one second, I feel immortal.

I told myself a while back, 'Love what you do, but don't fall in love with what you do.' That way you won't be brokenhearted if ever it gets canceled five episodes in - which has happened to me.

When I speak out on corporations hurting the common man or the environment or other species, I expect a well-financed disinformation campaign to be aimed my way.

Sphinxes without secrets.