I Don't Like My Face.

I Like Having Written Better Than I Like Having Acted.

You're Only As Sick As Your Secrets. Either It Comes Out Their Way Or My Way. I Talk About Myself Behind My Back. And I'm Funny About It.

I Envy People Who Have The Capacity To Sit With Another Human Being And Find Them Endlessly Interesting, I Would Rather Watch Tv. Of Course This Becomes Eventually Known To The Other Person.

I Think That The Truth Is A Really Stern Taskmistress.

Sometimes I Feel Like I've Got My Nose Pressed Up Against The Window Of A Bakery, Only I'm The Bread.