I Welcome Death. In Death There Are

If You Have Fame, You Never Feel That You Have Fame, If You Have The Brains Of A Flea. Because Fame Is Something That's Over Back Of You. It Ain't Ahead.... Not Ahead At All. I Mean, If You've Done It That's Great, But "what Are You Going To Do Now?" Is The Only Thing That Matters.

Listen To The Song Of Life.

I Would Have Been A Terrible Mother Because I'm Basically A Very Selfish Human Being. Not That That Has Stopped Most People Going Off And Having Children.

I'm What Is Known As Gradually Disintegrating. I Don't Fear The Next World, Or Anything. I Don't Fear Hell, And I Don't Look Forward To Heaven.

In Some Ways I've Lived My Life Like A Man, Made My Own Decisions, Etc. I've Been As Terrified As The Next Person, But You've Got To Keep Going.