I'm Growing Older, But Not Up.

I Want To Keep Going As I Have, To Travel, Read, Perform, Write, And Enjoy My Family. I've Promised Myself Only This: No More Laundromats, No More Two-shows-a-night, And No More Deadlines. I'll Work At My Own Pace.

Nobody Else Cares About You At The Beginning Of Your Career Except You-and, Of Course, Your Mother. Your Mother Is There Because That Is What Mothers Do.

We're Just Recycled History Machines, Cavemen In Faded Blue Jeans.

The Weather Is Here Wish You Were Beautiful.

We Need More Fruitcakes In This World And Less Bakers! We Need People That Care! I'm Mad As Hell! And I Don't Want To Take It Anymore!