Every one of us lives this life just once, if we are honest, to live once is enough.

Gimme a visky with a ginger ale on the side - and don't be stinchy, beby.

I don’t like to talk to people, because I can’t express myself satisfactorily. I don’t say the things I mean.

I was always sad as a child, for as long as I can think back. I hated crowds of people, and used to sit in a corner by myself, just thinking.

I want to be left alone.

When one has not long to live, why shouldn't one have fancies?

I don't like writers. They're dangerous people.