Write The Story, Take Out All The

Live It Up So You Can Write It Down.

Remember Everything Is Right Until It's Wrong. You'll Know When It's Wrong.

How Did You Go Bankrupt?" Two Ways. Gradually, Then Suddenly.

There Are Two Kinds Of Stories, The Ones You Live And The Ones You Make Up. And Nobody Knows The Difference, And I Don't Ever Tell Which Is Which.

But Paris Was A Very Old City And We Were Young And Nothing Was Simple There, Not Even Poverty, Nor Sudden Money, Nor The Moonlight, Nor Right And Wrong Nor The Breathing Of Someone Who Lay Beside You In The Moonlight.