“Maybe there is no actual place called hell. Maybe hell is just having to listen to our grandparents breathe through their noses when they’re eating sandwiches.”

But, you know, you can’t be a star at home.

Choose love, and don’t ever let fear turn you against your playful heart.

I’m very serious about no alcohol, no drugs. Life is too beautiful.

As far as I can tell, it’s just about letting the universe know what you want and then working toward it while letting go of how it comes to pass.

I think I could go away tomorrow. I’ve already accomplished something. It’s such a selfish business that sometimes I get sick of myself.

I really want to love somebody. I do. I just don’t know if it’s possible forever and ever.

I’ve never been one to sit back and go, ‘I’d better do what the audience wants me to do, because I don’t want to lose them.’

If you’ve got a talent, protect it.

Isn’t it cool when the days that are supposed to feel good, actually do?

A better you means a better universe.

My dad was like a stage mother he always pushed me to do what I wanted.

The purpose of art is to bring people into presence.

The money can be a hindrance to someone like me because the danger is that you start thinking, ‘Is that a $20 million take?’ That kind of thing, and being self-critical.

It is better to risk starving to death than surrender. If you give up on your dreams, what’s left?

Our love is like a red, red rose and I am a little thorny.

Life doesn’t happen to you. It happens for you.

Hell is empty and all the devils are here.

Socialism only works in two places: Heaven where they don’t need it and hell where they already have it.

The descent into Hell is easy.

I think slavery is the next thing to hell. If a person would send another into bondage, he would, it appears to me, be bad enough to send him into hell if he could.

He fashioned hell for the inquisitive.

I remember how being young and Black and gay and lonely felt. A lot of it was fine, feeling I had the truth and the light and the key, but a lot of it was purely hell.

Slavery is the next thing to hell.

The road to hell is paved with good intentions.