When The Audience Comes In, It Changes

I Liked My Father A Lot, But I Didn't See Him Very Often Because My Mother Was Bitter About Him. He Remarried, And I Used To Have To Sneak Off To See Him.

I'm Before Him On My Knees, And He Kisses Me He Assumes I Lose My Reason And I Do. Men Are Stupid, Men Are Vain, Love's Disgusting, Love's Insane, A Humiliating Business-oh How True.

Every Writer I've Ever Spoken To Feels Fraudulent In Some Way Or Other.

I Like Murder Mysteries, The Agatha Christie Kinds Of Things Where You Know That It's All Going To Be Neatly Wound Up At The End.

I'm Interested In The Theater Because I'm Interested In Communication With Audiences. Otherwise I Would Be In Concert Music.