I live like a monk: with one toothbrush, one cake of soap, and a pot of cream.
Is there anything better than to be longing for something, when you know it is within reach?
When one has not long to live, why shouldn't one have fancies?
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've always wanted two lives - one for the movies, one for myself.
There seems to be a law that governs all our actions so I never make plans.