Deep Down, I'm Pretty Superficial.

I Haven't Taken An Overdose Of Sleeping Pills And Called My Agent. I Haven't Been In Jail, And I Don't Go Running To The Psychiatrist Every Two Minutes. That's Something Of An Accomplishment These Days.

I Thought I Was Making Fifty Dollars A Week [at Mgm], But It Turned Out To Be $35 Because Twelve Weeks Of The Year You Were On Layoff. It Was White Slavery, And It Lasted For Seventeen Years.

It’s A Pity Nobody Believes In Simple Lust Anymore.

I've Certainly Never Taken The Care Of Myself That I Should Have. On The Contrary. I've Done A Lot Of Late Nights Without Enough Sleep And All That. But I've Had Fun. Whatever Wrinkles Are There, I've Enjoyed Getting Them.

Doing Nothing Feels Like Floating On Warm Water To Me. Delightful, Perfect.