my lips never know my problem they just always smile
Unless I write every day, I don't feel I deserve my dinner.
That's what all we are: amateurs. We don't live long enough to be anything else.
I don't believe that the public knows what it wants; this is the conclusion that I have drawn from my career.
The heart and the mind, what an enigma.
Through humour, we see in what seems rational, the irrational; in what seems important, the unimportant