It's hard to explain why I like Europe so much.
My father was always telling himself no one was perfect, not even my mother.
I get a wild hair up my nose and I want to go.
When people tell you they saw your last picture - well, the way they say it sounds like they hope it was.
I want to make someone walk straight, but I've left my sons nothing but wars.
I collect antiques. Why? Because they're beautiful.