President George Washington used to wear a wig and make-up. I mean, c'mon, if he could do it, I can do it.

The trouble with asking questions is you sometimes get answers you don't wanna hear.

When You've lost it all....thats when you realize that Life is Beautiful.

If you don’t deal with your demons, they will deal with you, and it’s gonna hurt.

Don't waste your death on a half assed life

Rock and Roll's got to be like Jack Daniels. You've got to feel it burn.

Addiction - When you can give up something any time, as long as it's next Tuesday.

I've got so many mountains to climb and goals to conquer. I've got so many scars I want to leave on the planet. I just feel like I'm not there yet. I feel like I am just getting started.

Perfection is unattainable, so I like to live in imperfection.

I had to find the courage to turn my life around.

There is nothing like a trail of blood to find your way back home. When you've lost it all, that's when you finally realize that life is beautiful.

Illusion (maya) cannot enter where there is ‘light’ (enlightenment, awareness). Once darkness falls, illusion will enter there. The Gnani Purush can arrange for your illusion to go away permanently.

No other love on earth would ever equate to the unconditional one that could come from you to you.

Defining marriage is a power that should be left to the states. Moreover, no state should be forced to recognize a marriage that is not within its own laws, Constitution, and legal precedents.

Right and wrong are concepts that only have meaning in this world, so by sorting existence on those characteristics, we are defining ourselves to exist only in this world.

Social taboos are shy like virtue; once lost, there is no remedy

Hip-hop is just something I actually know how to do. But I always had aspirations to participate in other forms of music.

My name sounds French but that's just a stage name.

I don't need no peace. I need equal rights and justice.

'Forrest Gump' is filled full of moments where your heart just cheers.

The smell of death was thick in the city of Vara?asi. And in Tokyo as well. And yet the birds blissfully sang their songs.