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I Can't Believe I've Turned Into A Typical Old Man. I Can't Believe It. I Was Young Just Minutes Ago.

I'm Gay. I Just Didn't Think It Was Anybody's Business.

Children Are Tough, Though We Tend To Think Of Them As Fragile. They Have To Be Tough. Childhood Is Not Easy. We Sentimentalize Children, But They Know What's Real And What's Not. They Understand Metaphor And Symbol. If Children Are Different From Us, They Are More Spontaneous. Grown-up Lives Have Become Overlaid With Dross.

I'm Not Jaded. I Never Have Been Jaded. I've Always Been Surprised At My Success. I've Always Enjoyed It.

Then One Day My Sister Abandoned Me At The 1939 World's Fair, And That Incident Is The Essence Of In The Night Kitchen. I Was Standing There With Hundreds Of Other People Waving Back At The Little Midgets Dressed Like Bakers When I Turned Around And My Sister Was Gone! The Next Thing I Know I'm Screaming And Crying And Policemen Are Taking Me To A Big Place With Tons Of Kids Who Had All Been Abandoned Like Me. At Least I Was Old Enough To Give Them A Name And An Address.