He Must Have Been An Incredibly Good

The Pleasures That Once Were Heaven Look Silly At Sixty-seven.

My Importance To The World Is Relatively Small. On The Other Hand, My Importance To Myself Is Tremendous. I Am All I Have To Work With, To Play With, To Suffer And To Enjoy. It Is Not The Eyes Of Others That I Am Wary Of, But Of My Own. I Do Not Intend To Let Myself Down More Than I Can Possibly Help, And I Find That The Fewer Illusions I Have About Myself Or The World Around Me, The Better Company I Am For Myself.

Madame Bovary Is The Sexiest Book Imaginable. The Woman's Virtually A Nyphomaniac But You Won't Find A Vulgar Word In The Entire Thing.

Television Is For Appearing On, Not Looking At.

Star Quality: I Don't Know What It Is, But I've Got It.