Marriage Is Forever. It's Like

It's Very Inconvenient Because Every Time I Finish, Let's Say, A Chapter Of A Book, I Think I'm Going To Ring Richard And Then Realize: Oh, Christ, I've Buried Him. I Buried Him Last Year.

I Don't Go For This Auto-cannibalism. Very Damaging.

I Have No Memories I'm Prepared To Share With You.

When Did I Realize I Was God? Well, I Was Praying And I Suddenly Realized I Was Talking To Myself.

I Have No Intention Of Uttering My Last Words On The Stage. Room Service And A Couple Of Depraved Young Women Will Do Me Quite Nicely For An Exit.