Why Let One High C

My Voice Had A Long, Nonstop Career. It Deserves To Be Put To Bed With Quiet And Dignity, Not Yanked Out Every Once In A While To See If It Can Still Do What It Used To Do. It Can't.

I Never Share Credit Or Desserts.

There Is Something In Me-i Just Can't Stand To Admit Defeat.

I've Always Tried To Be Cheerful, Because I Think People Who Whine Are Boring, And I Never Could Tolerate Bores.

Attachment To Spiritual Things Is... Just As Much An Attachment As Inordinate Love Of Anything Else.