My Life Is Like A Lone, Forgotten

I Rarely Think About My Childhood. It's A Slippery Thing I Can't Keep Hold Of For Long - It Slithers Out Of My Grasp. And A Lot Of The Time I Remember What Was Missing Instead Of What Was There. I Am A Chronicler Of Absence.

I Never Really Saw [my Father] At All When I Was Growing Up.

Never Love For Me, Only Obsession. Someone Has To Stand Still For You To Love Them. My Choices Are Always On The Run.

You Can't Find Any True Closeness In Hollywood, Because Everybody Does The Fake Closeness So Well.

My Mother Certainly Loves Caviar, But I Think That's Generational - They Grew Up Thinking It's Romantic Or Sophisticated Or Something.