When I look at myself in the first grade and I look at myself now, I'm basically the same. The temperament is not that different.

I got a big mouth, I can't help it. I talk from my heart, I'm real.

Modern psychology recognizes what Jesus taught centuries ago: Hate divides the personality and love in an amazing and inexorable way unites it.

Just the kind of girl I liked-the weirdo in the bunch.

Also, we're all actually different blood types and we have one represented by each guy in the band.

I think I'm better behind the camera than I am in front.