A Singer Can Shatter Glass With The

My Efforts With Hollywood Are Like Things Written In Water.

I Like Mainly To Be Invisible, To Sort Of Drift Around Unseen In The World.

I Had Wanted To Say That My Song Was Far Too Painful To Sing.

You Sense My Loneliness, (...) My Bitterness At Being Shut Out Of Life. My Bitterness That I'm Evil, That I Don't Deserve To Be Loved And Yet I Need Love Hungrily. My Horror That I Can Never Reveal Myself To Mortals. But These Things Don't Stop Me, Mother. I'm Too Strong For Them To Stop Me. As You Said Yourself Once, I Am Very Good At Being What I Am. These Things Merely Now And Then Make Me Suffer, That's All

-you Are On The Verge Of Being Truly Mad. -no, Not At All. Look At Me. I Can Tie My Shoelaces. See?