I mean, Rick James was just a man-made image, the image I created. Just trying to live Rick James almost killed me.

Percy: We're staying together. You're not getting away from me. Never again.
Annabeth: As long as we're together.

When I dance, I look almost identical to Beyonce. And I mean identical. In many ways, when she becomes Sasha Fierce, she's actually just becoming me.

We are created in God’s image

I didn't answer, but, please—nothing is obvious with boys. For such simple creatures, they are quite baffling.

I tossed the book aside. Great. My dad was a D-list god who frolicked in the woods. He was probably eliminated early last season on Dancing with the Asgardians.