Instant gratification takes too long.

Part of my gestalt is that I still feel a little bit like a wallflower. Even in my own life. I talk about myself behind my back.

As you get older, the pickings get slimmer, but the people don't.

Actually,I am a failed anorexic. I have anorexic thinking, but I can't seem to muster the behavoir

I have two moods. One is Roy, rollicking Roy, the wild ride of a mood. And Pam, sediment Pam, who stands on the shore and sobs... Sometimes the tide is in, sometimes it's out.

Drugs made me feel more normal.

My mother is an extraordinary woman, extraordinary.