If It Doesn't Matter In Five Years,

The Truth Is That In My Job, Becoming Old And Becoming Extinct Are One And The Same Thing.

I Wouldn't Mind Living With Someone Forever. I Don't Really Want To Get Married. I Don't See Any Reason For It. And Yet I'm So Romantic That Every Time I Think I Meet Someone I Want To Live With Them Forever And Ever.

Sometimes I Feel Like An Old Hooker.

It Was Always 'cher', I Never Thought Of Myself As Anything But 'cher'.

There's Not Someone Who Tells You How Adorable You Are And Rubs Your Head And Goes Into A Crowded Press Conference And Stands At The Back And Winks At You So That You Think, 'i Can Get Through This.'