I Am Deeply Superficial.

Maybe, In The Final Analysis, They Saw Me As Something I Wasn't And I Tried To Turn Them Into Something They Could Never Be. I Loved Them All But Maybe I Never Understood Any Of Them. I Don't Think They Understood Me.

I Do Everything For A Reason. Most Of The Time The Reason Is Money.

I Don't Mind Growing Old. If I Have To Go Before My Time, This Is How I'll Go-- Cigarette In One Hand, Glass Of Scotch In The Other.

Petting Is The Study Of The Anatomy In Braille.

When I Lose My Temper, Honey, You Can't Find It Any Place.