Like A Cat I Have Nine Times

What Is My Life For And What Am I Going To Do With It? I Don't Know And I'm Afraid.

I Am Not Cruel, Only Truthful.

I Love People. Everybody. I Love Them, I Think, As A Stamp Collector Loves His Collection. Every Story, Every Incident, Every Bit Of Conversation Is Raw Material For Me.

You Walked In, Laughing, Tears Welling Confused, Mingling In Your Throat. How Can You Be So Many Women To So Many People, Oh You Strange Girl?

I Shut My Eyes And All The World Drops Dead; I Lift My Eyes And All Is Born Again.