I Want To Be Left Alone.

I Never Met A Man I Could Marry.

I Don’t Like To Talk To People, Because I Can’t Express Myself Satisfactorily. I Don’t Say The Things I Mean.

There Is No One Who Would Have Me - I Can't Cook.

The Story Of My Life Is About Back Entrances, Side Doors, Secret Elevators And Other Ways Of Getting In And Out Of Places So That People Won't Bother Me.

I'm Not Always Sincere. One Can't Be In This World, You Know.