I Mean, A Lot Of Time Rehearsals

It's Not A Gift Of Mine, But One Given To Me, To Be Able To Criticise Myself And Not Be Crushed, By Myself Or By Others.

I Grew Tired Of Religion Some Time Not Long After Birth. I Believe In People, I Believe In Humans, I Believe In A Car, But I Don't Believe Something I Can't Have Absolutely No Evidence Of For Millenniums. And It's Funny, People Think Analysis Or Psychiatry Is Mad, And They Go To Church.

I'd Hate To See Any Film I'm Involved In Fail, Especially Artistically But Also Business-wise.

And If You Say A Word About This Over The Radio, The Next Wings You See Will Belong To The Flies Buzzing Over Your Rotting Corpse.

If You Don't Interfere With Me, I'll Always Do Something Really Good.