Even In The Most Sophisticated Person, It

The Fuel For The Sports Fan Is The Ability To Have Private Theories.

And This, Incidentally, Is My Thumbnail Sketch Of American Marriage: A Woman Sees A Man; She Likes Him. Now She Jumps On This Thing And Rides It To Some Kind Of Standstill. Then She Changes It And Trains It, And To The Exact Degree That She's Able To Do This, She Disrespects Him.

I Feel Very Lucky Because I Don't Think There's Any Part I Can't Play. There Are Parts That Scare Me More Than Others.

Do You Think God Knew What He Was Doing When He Created Woman?

Just Let The Wardrobe Do The Acting.