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I Don't Know What My Appeal Is. I Can See I've Got Blue Eyes And Don't Look Like The Hunchback Of Notre Dame But I Can't Understand The Fuss.

Most Of The Real Bad Guys In The World Are People Like You And Me; They're Not Stupid, And You Can't Smell Their Horns.

I Don't Mind Reminding People It's A Movie, Or That You're Telling A Story. Everybody Knows This, But For Some Reason, We Want To Be Real. I Don't Get It, I Like The Fakeness Of My Craft. I Don't Think The Audience Minds-they All Know We're Making A Movie.

"good Guy" Or "bad Guy", Hero Or Anti Hero; Doesn't Matter To Me, What Role I Play, Only The Character Have Something Magical.

I've Seen Attack Ships On Fire On The Shoulder Of Orion, I've Seen Moon Beams Glisten At The Ten Hauser Gate, All Those Memories, Lost Like Tears In The Rain.