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I'm A Lucky Person. Thank God. And I'm Conflicted. Thank God.

I Walked Out The Wrong Car Door And Started Walking Into The Crowd, An Interviewer Said, 'give Your Best Horror Scream,' And Stan Did This Great Scream, And I Was Too Much Of A Wimp To Do One. It Was Pathetic!

I Don't Think There Is Any Analysis. I Don't Think Anyone Knows Why People Like [the Twilight]. I Don't Think Even The Fans Know Why They Connect With It In The Way They Do. It's A Visceral Thing.

I Don't Know What's Wrong With Me, My Brain Doesn't Work Anymore. I Haven't Any Memory. I Can't Write. All I Can Do Is Sign My Name. I Tried To Write The Other Day-it Looked Like I Was Writing In Braille.

What Worries Me The Most Is That I Don't Know When My Patience Will Run Out, When I'll Finally Do Something Really Stupid. Wait And See.