Anything worth doing well is worth doing slowly.
A naked dog for a naked lady.
I've got everything I had 20 years ago, except now it's all lower.
I used to come home at night full of inspiration, and sit up with a bottle of Scotch. As I wrote, the words seemed wonderful, just too wonderful to be coming from me. Next morning I always found they were terrible and I could never use anything I wrote.
She's descended from a long line her mother listened to.
It's not what you do. It's the way you do it-stripping, or writing, or talking . . . or just breathing. Do it with an air, and never admit you're scared.