Why Can’t You Just Love Me? Why

We're Not Ourselves, Are We? I'm Certainly Not Myself, Not Anymore. And You're Not Either. You Don't Seem Yourself. Not As I Remember You.

[he] Didn’t Like To Think Of Himself As Vain, But There Were Definitely Times When He Wished There Was Someone On Hand To Take His Photograph.

I Love Billy Wilder, And I Love The Way That His Films Can Be Very Touching And Very Moving And Very Romantic, And At The Same Time There's Always A Little Cynical Undertone, There's Always Something That Undercuts Things.

I'm Trying To Be Inspiring! I'm Trying To Lift Your Grubby Soul For The Great Adventure That Lies Ahead Of You!

These Days The Nights And Mornings Have A Tendency To Bleed Into One Another.