Why can't I be the adorable one?
I am not a grammarian. Maybe my style is eccentric.
My children have no prejudices at all. My own brother-in-law is Jewish!
The world is grand, awfully big and astonishingly beautiful, frequently thrilling.
I don't need a psychiatrist. I'm Catholic.
Im off to race around the world - a race against time and two men. I know I can beat time. I hope I can beat the men.