My brain was all right back then; it didn't get stuck in ruts.

I don't know how I can be so ambitious and so lazy at the same time.

I should be a success and I'm not and other people- younger people- are. Younger people than me are on TV and getting their lives in order. I'm still a nobody. When am I going to not be a nobody?

But some people have to get lucky just to live. And I never knew I could make anybody lucky.

If there is a next life, I hope it's in the past; I don't think the future will be any more handleable. I think it's a little harsh how the END button is red.

Every tounge bit had another word to say.

I'm still a nobody, when am I not going to be a nobody?