I Hate Champagne More Than Anything In

Oh, Teddy, Darling, Thank You, Thank You, For Restoring My Cynicism. I Was Too Young To Lose It.

That's My Answer To The Question What Is Your Strongest Emotion, If You Ever Want To Ask Me: Curiosity, Old Bean. Curiosity Every Time.

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

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.