In Essence, I'm A Sophisticated Cotton Picker.

I've Always Accepted Applause As Making Me Feel Worthwhile. I Hope I Die Being Applauded. Just Put A Chaise Longue Under Me And Let Me Go.

I Still Can't Go Over A Subway Grating Without Looking Down To See If There Is Some Money There.

I Am Still Confused Because I Still Don't Know Who My Father Is. And So Who Is My Mother? The Feeling Is Still There.

I Am Learning All The Time. The Tombstone Will Be My Diploma.

When We Want To Have Our Own Style Of Living, It Is Nobody's Business But Ours. What We Do In Private Is Our Private Business.