I Want To Represent The Idea That

Listen, Michael Jackson Is Really Funny. To Have Time To Spend With Him And Actually Be Around Him, He's Not What....people Think He Is. Michael Jackson's Like A Black Belt Too, So He Will Kick Your Ass If You Say Something About Him." In Disbelief The Interviewer Replied "no, Really?" To Which Will Said, "yes, Michael Jackson Kicked Over My Head!

Greatness Is Not This, Wonderful, Esoteric, Elusive, God-like Feature That Only The Special Among Us Will Ever Taste. You Know? It's Something That Truly Exists, In, All Of Us. It's Very Simple, This Is What I Believe, And, I'm Willing To Die For It. Period. It's That Simple.

I Can't Run Away When I'm Scared. I Always Have To Attack. That's How I Deal With Seemingly Difficult Things.

I've Always Been Attracted To Characters With Insurmountable Odds And Obstacles, Because Innately, However Inarticulately I've Always Believed That My Dreams And My Desires Can Command And Bend Time And Space To Be The Things That I Want Them To Be.

I Have No Idea What My Limits Are. I Believe That If I Set My Mind To It, Within The Next Fifteen Years, I Would Be The President Of The United States.