Why Can't A Woman Be More Like

Back Home Everyone Said I Didn't Have Any Talent. They Might Be Saying The Same Thing Over Here, But It Sounds Better In French.

Stay Close To The Young... And A Little Rubs Off.

Pleasure Without Joy Is As Hollow As Passion Without Tenderness.

It's Not A Pretty Face, I Grant You. But Underneath Its Flabby Exterior Is An Enormous Lack Of Character.

Don't Let It Be Forgot, That Once There Was A Spot, For One Brief Shining Moment, That Was Known As Camelot.