I'm Being Honest, I Say What I

You're Lucky If You Reach The Point Where You Go, "ok, I Have A Wonderful Life ...i Fly Around The World, Stay In Beautiful Places, People Are Generally Quite Sweet To Me, What's To Complain About?" But I Think You Have To Get There... And It's Taken Me The Best Part Of 54 Years To Reach That Point Where I'm Like, "i'm Very Lucky, I'm Lucky, I'm Blessed" - All Of Those Things. I Wish I Could Impart That To Other People But I Think When You're Young, You Just Don't Listen.

When You're Younger, You Think You're In Competition With Everyone. You Think Everyone's Success Is A Threat To You, And This Is A Thing You Grow Out Of. You Get Older And You Suddenly Realize The Only Person You're In Competition With Is Yourself.

When You Go Onstage, You Go On There To Have A Good Time, And You Smile And You Engage With The Audience And You Invite Them In.

The Problem With Being On The Road - Especially In A Hot Place Like Florida - Is That You Can Begin To Think You're On Holiday. You Can Partake Of The Buffet A Little Bit More Than You Should, So You Have To Have A Routine.

There's This Illusion That Homosexuals Have Sex And Heterosexuals Fall In Love. That's Completely Untrue. Everybody Wants To Be Loved.