I Really Think That Living Is The

My Worst Fear Is That I'll End Up Living In Some Run-down Duplex On Wilshire Wearing Pants Hiked Up To My Nipples And Muttering Under My Breath.

In A Way, J.f.k. Was The High Point Of The American Dream. In Order To Go To The Moon And Back, All We Did Was Say We Could - And We Did.

Well, I Can't (sing Or Dance). Actually, I Sing Like A Seal And Dance Like Your Uncle Leo At That Wedding Where He Got Up And Went 'ya, Ya, Ya'.

By Telling My Own Story, I Hope To Help Remove The Stigma. It Never Should Be Something To Hide.

I Spoke So Much About Being A Manic-depressive. I Want To Bring Everyone Back To My Earliest Memories Of This Companion Of Mine. Some People Call This Companion I Have An Ailment, Or Worse A Terrible Nightmare From Which Some People Cannot Awaken. I Know That I Have Nothing To Be Ashamed Of. I Have Nothing That Should Garner A Stigma.