The Worst Crime Is Faking It.

Practice Makes Perfect, But Nobody's Perfect, So Why Practice?

I've Had This Terrible Stomach Problem For Years, And That Has Made Touring Difficult. People Would See Me Sitting In The Corner By Myself Looking Sick And Gloomy. The Reason Is That I Was Trying To Fight Against The Stomach Pain, Trying To Hold My Food Down. People Looked Me And Assumed I Was Some Kind Of Addict.

Don't Read My Diary When I'm Gone.

I Really Miss Being Able To Blend In With People.

No Matter What You Do Or Say, There's Nothing That You Can Do To Make People Understand You.