I may like L.A., but I want to know when the seasons are.

I don't hurt or want for visibility, but people seem to forget pretty easily.

I know the difference between true love and the love of my fans.

I think all those guys that didn't get a chance to move ... they all had solid seasons here, they could have easily went up. It wasn't so much that they failed here, was the reason they repeated, it was because, basically, the people above them didn't move up. Which is maybe a good sign for our system as far as we're getting some guys that are staying a while and can play.

I don't have any friends and don't have any intention of making any. People will stab you in the back, mistreat you, talk about me behind your back, steal from you. And they're not really your friends. They're only there because you're a celebrity or because they want to get something from you.

I loved you when love was Spring, and May, Loved you when summer deepened into June, and now when autumn yellows all the leaves...