But I Refuse To Believe That I

My Mother Was A Professional Sick Person; She Took A Lot Of Pain Pills. There Are Many People Like That. It's Just How They Are Used To Getting Attention. I Always Remember She's The Daughter Of Alcoholics Who'd Leave Her Alone At Christmas Time.

All I Want To Make Sure Of Is That She's Doing Something She Loves. Watch Your Kids When They Sit Down And Absolutely Get Lost In Something. Maybe That's What They Should Be Doing-the Thing They're Dying To Do All The Time.

I Need Privacy. I Would Think That Because What I Do Makes A Lot Of People Happy That I Might Deserve A Little Bit Of Respect In Return. Instead, The Papers Try To Drag Me Off My Pedestal.

My Report Card Always Said, 'jim Finishes First And Then Disrupts The Other Students'.

I Hope I'll Never Be Is Drunk With My Own Power.