I’ve Never Wanted To Meet

It's Amazing How Right You Can Be About A Person You Don't Know; It's Only The People You Do Know Who Confuse You.

What’s The Use Of Remembering Anything? If It Was Unpleasant It Was Unpleasant And If It Was Pleasant It’s Over.

The World Is Wide, Wide, Wide, And I Am Young, Young, Young, And We’re All Going To Live Forever!

It's Difficult To Explain, But I Just Somehow Feel That I Never Really *have* Lived; That I Never Really Will Live--exist Or Whatever--in The Sense That Other People Do. It Drives Me Crazy. I Was Terribly Aware Of It All Those Nights Waiting For You In The Ritz Bar Looking Around At What Seemed To Be Real Grown-up Lives. I Just Find Everybody Else's Life Surrounded By Plate Glass. I Mean I'd Like To Break Through It Just Once And Actually Touch One.

At Some Point In My Life I Realized I Knew Only Celebrities, I Didn't Know Any Real People. I Think It Was A Master Stroke Of Fate That In Researching The Greatest Celebrity Of Them All, I Would At Last Be Meeting Real People, Finding Them More Extraordinary Than Celebrities; Fascinated By Them All And Enjoying Enduring Friendships With Some.