It Has Been Said That A Pretty

The Truth Of The Matter Is, Beauty Is A Specific Thing, Rare And Fleeting. Some Of Us Have It In Our Teens, 20s And 30s And Then Lose It; Most Of Us Have It Not At All. And That's Perfectly Okay. But Lying To Yourself That You Have It When You Don't Seems To Me Simple-minded At Best And Psychotic At Worst.

As A Child, I Wanted Only Two Things - To Be Left Alone To Read My Library Books, And To Get Away From My Provincial Hometown And Go To London To Be A Writer. And I Always Knew That When I Got There, I Wanted To Make Loads Of Money.

Being A Child Is Horrible. It Is Slightly Better Than Being A Tree Or A Piece Of Heavy Machinery But Not Half As Good As Being A Domestic Cat.

It Shouldn't Come As Any Surprise That Those Who Choose Acting As A Profession Are Phonies Who Live In A Fantasy World. What Is Surprising Is How Many Of Them Are Blissfully Unaware Of It.

But Just Think What A Boring, Bread-and-milk World This Would Be Without The Boastful.