I Portray Myself As Wicked, Hoping I

Has Every Oyster A Different Taste?

They've Great Respect For The Dead In Hollywood, But None For The Living.

I Enter A Whorehouse With The Same Interest As I Do The British Museum Or The Metropolitan - In The Same Spirit Of Curiosity. Here Are The Works Of Man, Here Is An Art Of Man, Here Is The Eternal Pursuit Of Gold And Pleasure. I Couldn't Be More Sincere. This Doesn't Mean That If I Go To La Scala In Milan To Hear Carmen I Want To Get Up On The Stage And Participate. I Do Not. Neither Do I Always Participate In A Fine Representative National Whorehouse - But I Must See It As A Spectacle, An Offering, A Symptom Of A Nation.

It Isn't What They Say About You, It's What They Whisper.

It Is Habit For Me To Discount Myself Before Somebody Else Does It For Me. Better To Get In The First Lick