I Find I Always Have To Write

I Mean, The Question Actors Most Often Get Asked Is How They Can Bear Saying The Same Things Over And Over Again, Night After Night, But God Knows The Answer To That Is, Don't We All Anyway; Might As Well Get Paid For It.

What’s The Use Of Remembering Anything? If It Was Unpleasant It Was Unpleasant And If It Was Pleasant It’s Over.

... I Was Merely A Disinterested Spectator At The Banquet Of Life.

I Don't Always Understand Other People's Motives. I Will Repeat That For My Own Benefit, If You Don't Mind. I Don't Always Understand Other People's Motives.

It's Difficult To Explain, But I Just Somehow Feel That I Never Really *have* Lived; That I Never Really Will Live--exist Or Whatever--in The Sense That Other People Do. It Drives Me Crazy. I Was Terribly Aware Of It All Those Nights Waiting For You In The Ritz Bar Looking Around At What Seemed To Be Real Grown-up Lives. I Just Find Everybody Else's Life Surrounded By Plate Glass. I Mean I'd Like To Break Through It Just Once And Actually Touch One.