I Don't Belong To Anyone.

These Are Very Dainty And Superrefined, But Really Vile.

I Do Enjoy My Own Company. I Cannot Imagine Anybody Entertaining Me More Than I Do. If It Sounds Selfish, I Don't Care. I Made It A Religion Almost.

I Don't Even Think About The Word. But I Do Have Certain Things Where I Just Go, "aaaaahhh," Irritatingly Boring And Insistent Because I Want It To Look That Way And I Can Do It - I Don't Even Know If You'd Call It Passion Or Obsession. Obsession, Possibly, But I Really Love What I Do.

You'd See Extraordinary-looking People Around In The '70s. It Was So Exciting! You'd Have Mad People, Like Gerlinde Kostiff Riding Around On Her Bicycle With A Huge Hat. Everybody Was Doing Things. I Don't Have Any Bad Memories Of That Period.

I Forget About The Diseases That I Have. I Don't Want To Know.