Through Books And Photographs, I

Everyone Goes Through Their Winters And Springs, And Their Summers And Autumns.

I Read Neither Good Nor Bad About Me. I Let It Not Even In My Life, So It Has No Effect On Me. I Am Very Sensitive.

I'm The Last Of The Truly Tacky Women. I Do Trash With Flash And Sleaze With Ease.

If Somebody Makes Me Laugh, I’m His Slave For Life.

The People Who Are Out To Destroy The Environment Think They're Going To Get Away With It. Are They Breathing Different Air Than We're Breathing? Are They Eating Different Food? I Mean, Where Do They Think They're Going To Go? What Do They Think Is Going To Be Better Than What They Have Destroyed? I Just Don't Get It.