I'm A Hard Guy To Live With.

I Enjoy My Life. The Fame Part Of It Freaked Me Out For A Little While, And There Are Definitely Times When It's Not So Great To Be Special And Known By Everybody - You Know, When You're Wearing The Wrong Thing, Or Just In A Vulnerable Place. But I'm Good With My Life Now.

I Need Privacy. I Would Think That Because What I Do Makes A Lot Of People Happy That I Might Deserve A Little Bit Of Respect In Return. Instead, The Papers Try To Drag Me Off My Pedestal.

As Far As I'm Concerned, Everything Bad That Happens In The World Stems From The Same Place, They're People Who Don't Feel Important.

I Would Visualize Things Coming To Me. It Would Just Make Me Feel Better. Visualization Works If You Work Hard. That's The Thing. You Can't Just Visualize And Go Eat A Sandwich.

One Man's Toxic Waste Is Another Man's Potpourri.