I'm Not At Ease With

Since The Departure Of Good Old-fashioned Entertainers The Re-emergence Of Somebody Who Wants To Be An Entertainer Has Unfortunately Become A Synonym For Camp. I Don't Think I'm Camper Than Any Other Person Who Felt At Home On Stage, And Felt More At Home On Stage Than He Did Offstage.

If I Hadn't Had My Children, I Would Have Been Discouraged A Lot Quicker. It Would Have Been Much More Easy For Me To Say, "you Know What, Let The Whole Thing Go. Have A Good Time, Because These People, This Place - It's Just Not Worth It." You Know? I Can't Do That Anymore. I Look Into Those Eyes And They Look At Me So Trustingly That I'm Gonna Make Sure That [they're Thinking], "hey, You Did A Good Thing Bringing Me Into The World, Daddy. I'm Going To Have A Great Life!"

The Truth Is Of Course Is That There Is No Journey. We Are Arriving And Departing All At The Same Time.

Fame, What You Like Is In The Limo. Fame, What You Get Is No Tomorrow.

I Just Tried Everything Out - I Mean, Everything. Even My Sexual Orientation; I Was Just Searching For What I Really Wanted. And I Didn't Quite Know.