My parents were kind of over protective people. Me and my sister had to play in the backyard all the time. They bought us bikes for Christmas but wouldn't let us ride in the street we had to ride in the backyard. Another Christmas my dad got me a basketball hoop and put it in the middle of the lawn! You can't dribble on grass.

I feel like I've lived quite a sheltered life like my mom and dad were quite protective of me.

I probably have an earlier curfew than anyone. My mom wants to keep me really safe and my dad's not overly protective but he's a dad no matter what.

The car has become the carapace the protective and aggressive shell of urban and suburban man.

I'm not a kid. You don't get in this business for anonymity. It's not like I have posters of myself on the wall but at the same time I'm kind of ready for a little bit of it but I worry for my little one and my family - their privacy. That's what I'm more protective of.

I have an internal protectiveness where it's like if it comes to just me as frightened as I am of losing someone I love or things going sour or simply being alone there is a dark place in my brain where I'm like It could happen and I'm okay I'm prepared.