I have three phobias which could I mute them would make my life as slick as a sonnet but as dull as ditch water: I hate to go to bed I hate to get up and I hate to be alone.
The less I behave like Whistler's mother the night before the more I look...
But the wicked passions of men's hearts alone seem strong enough to leave...
I think it's better to be involved in one or two movies a year.
