How You Look Is Your Statement, Because

What Breaks My Heart Is Suffering Of Any Kind. Too Often, Our World Is Divisive And Cruel Where It Needs To Be Uniting And Loving.

You've Got To Love What's Yours.

I Can Do What I Want To Do, Lucky Me. But When These People Are Coming At Me And Asking These Things, They Don't Really Care About Me. And I Have Felt Like There Were All These People Who Just Wanted To Use Me.

I Think What Happens In The World, And I Think It's Part Human Nature And Part Programming, Is We Become An Emulation Of What We See. We Become Clones Of Each Other.

The Desire To Play Has Always Been In Me. I Remember My First Experience At About Four Or Five Of Really Dying To Sing And Dying To Play That Came From No One Telling Me To Do So.