To Be A Flamboyant Failure, That's Better

Don't Kill The Golden Goose.

I Left School At 16 And My Mother Got Me A Job As A Trainee Wine Taster. But One Day I Followed Some Girls Into St Martin's Art School And Saw A Voluptuous Woman Sitting On A Stool Being Sketched. I Decided To Get Myself Fired.

To Be A Flamboyant Failure, That's Better Than Being Any Kind Of Benign Success

Try Managing A Junkie - Especially If You've Never Been One Yourself.

The Thing About Paris, It's A Great City For Wandering Around And Buying Shoes And Nursing A Cafe Au Lait For Hours On End And Pretending You're Baudelaire. But It's Not A City Where You Can Work.