I Wish I Were A Virgin Again.

Home Is Where You Hang Your Architect.

What Generally Passes For 'thought' Among The Majority Of Mankind Is The Time One Takes Out To Rearrange One's Prejudices.

I Don't Have Any Warm Personal Enemies. All The Sobs Have Died.

I Refuse The Compliment That I Think Like A Man, Thought Has No Sex, One Either Thinks Or One Does Not.

You Know, I Have Had A Terrible Life. I Married Two Men I Really Didn't Like. My Only Daughter Was Killed In A Car Accident. My Brother Committed Suicide. Has My Life Been A Life For Anyone To Envy?