I don't understand why, in entertainment, the hours are as long as they are. It seems like everything takes forever, and no one can tell you why exactly.
I sort of feel sorry for the next man who gets me. I may just kill him with passion. He'd better be strong and have a good heart!
What I say now is that the way the world underestimates me will be my greatest weapon. People pat me on the head, and I go to myself, oh, and aren't they going to be surprised.

