It's unlikely I'll ever submit to a psychiatrist's couch. I don't want some stranger prowling around through my psyche, monkeying with my id. I don't need an analyst to tell me that I have never had any sense of security. Who has?
There is less in this than meets the eye.
I have been tight as a tick! Fried as a mink! Stiff as a goat!
I've been called many things, but never an intellectual.
I've had a man and I've had a woman, and there's got to be something better.
No man worth his salt, no man of spirit and spine, no man for whom I could have any respect, could rejoice in the identification of Tallulah's husband. It's tough enough to be bogged down in a legend. It would be even tougher to marry one.