“Welcome to the world of bullshit, my dear. You have arrived.”

Better to build a bridge than a wall.

There ain’t been no angels in heaven around since God invented girls.

I’ve got that resilient thing inside me. But I wasn’t a happy bunny.

Jesus wanted us to be loving and forgiving.

How wonderful life is while you’re in the world

I guess that’s why they call it the blues, time on my hands could be time spent with you.

I’m going to fight for human rights, whether I do it silently behind the scenes or vocally so that I get locked up. I can’t just sit back; it’s not in my nature. I can’t sit back and blindly ignore it, and I won’t.

The less I say the more my work gets done.

Don’t let the sun go down on me Although I search myself, it’s always someone else I see I’d just allow a fragment of your life to wander free But losing everything is like the sun going down on me

There is nothing wrong with going to bed with someone of your own sex. People should be very free with sex, they should draw the line at goats.

There’s a lot of hate in the world.

Ever since I had that interview in which I said I was bisexual it seems twice as many people wave at me in the streets.

I think people should be free to engage in any sexual practices they choose; they should draw the line at goats, though.

The whole point of being in this business and being blessed and being successful is that you’re able to do things for your friends or your family, which means that they can have something special in their lives, too.

It’s the circle of life, and it moves us all, through despair and hope, through faith and love, ’till we find our place, on the path unwinding.

Love’s like a junkie, addiction’s a fact. Passion’s a monkey, you can’t keep off your back.

There’s still magic in a heart that’s been broken.

They say time is measured in days, months and beards.

Sometimes all you need is a pop of color.

She’s strong like whiskey, but soft like wine.

Her eyes spoke a thousand stories that her heart refused to Share with the world.

As long as there is pink in the world, it will always be a better place.

The good Lord added an extra dash of forehead when making me.

Just be a lily, blooming in the dying waste of a choking world.