When I am angry, I pray God to swing our globe into the fiery sun and prevent the sorrows of the not-yet-born: but when I am content, I want to lie forever in the shade, till I become a shade myself.

I am a danger to myself if I get angry.

I am known to be able to take care of myself when I become angry. I don't mince words.

I am so happy, so in love, and so content.

I am forever grateful for 'Cheers.'

I've been & am absurdly over-estimated. There are no supermen & I'm quite ordinary, & will say so whatever the artistic results. In that point I'm one of the few people who tell the truth about myself.