I don't see myself being special; I just see myself having more responsibilities than the next man. People look to me to do things for them, to have answers.

There's not an instruction manual on how to deal with success, so you just have to rely on having great friends and a good team.

Success is my only option, failure's not.

Behind every successful person lies a pack of haters.

Fame and success have brought me everything, except a loving, on-going relationship. I seem to eat people up and destroy them no matter how hard I try to make things work. Sometimes I wake up in a cold sweat, screaming with fear because I'm so alone. That's why I go out looking for someone who will love me, even if it's just for a one-night stand.

I hate the idea of success robbing you of your private life.