The so-called film star's lot is an infantile and precarious one.

My stage fright gets worse at every performance. During the overture I hope for a theater fire, typhoon, revolution in the Pentagon.

... lapses of memory are only attractive when you've encouraged them, not when they take you unawares.

Success and failure are greatly overrated. But failure gives you a whole lot more to talk about.

If one sits down and concentrates on imagining the worst possible surroundings for rehearsing a musical show, it's never as bad as the rehearsal rooms one actually lands in.

Am I incapable of living with the one sole guarantee, that I'm still here? Am I afraid of living because I fear death?

Prosperity's disciples build careful bastions against age and change.