I Like My Whisky Old And My

I Had Now Made About 45 Pictures, But What Had I Become? I Knew All Too Well: A Phallic Symbol. All Over The World I Was, As A Name And Personality, Equated With Sex.

Women Won't Let Me Stay Single And I Won't Let Me Stay Married.

I Want Faith; But I Am Faithless

Has Every Oyster A Different Taste?

I Felt Like An Impostor, Taking All That Money For Reciting Ten Or Twelve Lines Of Nonsense A Day.