Rehearsals and practice times by myself are like these little islands of ‘Okay’ in a vast sea of ‘Holy Crap!

It’s amazing–my parents call everything a discussion. If I were standing across the street, firing a bazooka at my mother, while my father was launching mortar back at me, and Jeffery was charging down the...

Renee was beautiful, but she was my friend now. On the other hand, Annette was my friend, but now she was beautiful. makes about as much sense as anything ever does with girls

But nobody ever tells you in advance when you should concentrate on the good times-that’s why you’re supposed to do it every day.

We’re all free to chose some people to love, and then do it.