I Try Not To Steal From Myself,

Abstract Expressionism Was Invented By New York Drunks.

My Name Had Gone Stale, And No Matter How Progressive I Got, It Was My Time To Die.

I Have Lost My Credibility As A Hit Maker Because Of These Side Excursions Into Other Branches Of Music; By Not Being Consistent. Consistency Seems To Be All-important.

My Husband Had An Education. He Had A Degree In Literature. I Married Into A Camp Of Literary Types.

Some Get The Gravy, Some Get The Gristle.