I dont like myself without a beard.
The fame and the fame-hungry world we live in does it all for you. Women are lining up on your Instagram account to meet you.
If the work is good, what does it matter? I'm doing it because I love it. Why not do as many things I love as I can? As long as the work is good.
For whatever reason, I have an emotional life that wants to come out.
There's so much pressure put on relationships to deliver the satisfaction of life. And to me, that is just not the answer. I feel like it should be something in addition to what you love or be a part of that.
Boys and girls were both created with given attributes, and given the freedom to act and react. But Adam was allowed to name all the animals, and Eve was made from Adam's rib, as a companion for him. No wonder she ate the apple, she was rebelling against a world where everything was stacked against her. She was just a prop to make Adam happy.
The hair is really a way to push me even farther out of just what people know me for. I don't really know what people know me for.
True respectability stems not from the will of the majority but from proper reasoning.
I never know tomorrow what I might be doing. I just ask God to lead me and show me and direct me and help me and support me in it. So I just wait to hear the call.
I want a bigger band with higher highs, a bigger ladder. And I want more bottom - I want an incredible amount of bottom. I want more noise. When I do a rock tune I want it to be so HUGE.
The Inuit say that the stars are holes in heaven. And every time we see the people we loved shining through, we know they're happy.