Anything You Can Do In Excess For

I Was Street Smart, But Unfortunately The Street Was Rodeo Drive.

I Think Of My Body As A Side Effect Of My Mind. Like A Thought I Had Once That Manifested Itself-- Oops! Oh No! Manifested. Look At This. Now We Have To Buy Clothes And Everything.

There Is No Point At Which You Can Say, "well, I'm Successful Now. I Might As Well Take A Nap."

Everything Grows Rounder And Wider And Weirder, And I Sit Here In The Middle Of It All And Wonder Who In The World You Will Turn Out To Be.

You Can't Find Any True Closeness In Hollywood, Because Everybody Does The Fake Closeness So Well.