In school I was pretty quiet. Kinda shy until my junior year. But at home I was a freak.

To the mind God is a perfect criminal. He has done such a perfect crime by creating this world that mind cannot trace how He did it. That is why the mind always freaks out about God.

There's a hell of a lot of freedom in this rock and roll circus... it's where all the freaks go - it's the environment for me.

When I was 19 I made my first good week's pay as a club musician. It was enough money for me to quit my job at the factory and still pay the rent and buy some food. I freaked.

Most people go through life dreading they'll have a traumatic experience. Freaks were born with their trauma. They've already passed their test in life. They're aristocrats.

I freak out if I go a little too long without being in the gym. For a long time it was all about getting the weight off because I was 240 pounds at my heaviest and now I'm around 175 so the majority of that weight loss was due to diet and exercise.

I'm a total control freak and love to participate in the design of every single aspect of life.

All my freakouts have been pretty private and directed at family pets and/or people I have been dating for too short a time to freak out at in that way.

You know that family is going to be there for you no matter what. My dad gave me a freakin' kidney!

We had our first earthquake over here recently. That was a bizarre feeling. I just became disoriented and I remember my dad freaking out. Nothing broke or anything.