I Find I Always Have To Write

The World Is Wide, Wide, Wide, And I Am Young, Young, Young, And We’re All Going To Live Forever!

I Don't Always Understand Other People's Motives. I Will Repeat That For My Own Benefit, If You Don't Mind. I Don't Always Understand Other People's Motives.

It's Amazing How Right You Can Be About A Person You Don't Know; It's Only The People You Do Know Who Confuse You.

It's Difficult To Explain, But I Just Somehow Feel That I Never Really *have* Lived; That I Never Really Will Live--exist Or Whatever--in The Sense That Other People Do. It Drives Me Crazy. I Was Terribly Aware Of It All Those Nights Waiting For You In The Ritz Bar Looking Around At What Seemed To Be Real Grown-up Lives. I Just Find Everybody Else's Life Surrounded By Plate Glass. I Mean I'd Like To Break Through It Just Once And Actually Touch One.

I Mean, The Question Actors Most Often Get Asked Is How They Can Bear Saying The Same Things Over And Over Again, Night After Night, But God Knows The Answer To That Is, Don't We All Anyway; Might As Well Get Paid For It.