I have been afraid all my life that I am going to die. All my life it has been stuffed in my imagination.
At the age of 19, I removed myself from society for almost four months, setting off years of manic episodes, including outrageous overspending. I bought several Mercedes because I thought I could. I had no money, but I rented a jet.
I've survived. I've beaten my own bad system, and on some days, on most days, that feels like a miracle.
If stars behave in an erratic fashion, it's called 'colorful,' as opposed to, 'Well, maybe there's a problem there.'
I have two books that were published quite some time ago. I start to read about three sentences. I have to close it. I am so self-conscious. Who did I think I was?
During the rocky times, it never occurred to me that one day I would hold a position of respect and responsibility in the community.
I'm living out a childhood fantasy. Our house is in a historic district of a small town that I used to read about in storybooks.
When I'm 80 and sitting in a rocking chair listening to the Rolling Stones, there is absolutely no way I'm going to feel old or forget my younger days.
During the rocky times, it never occurred to me that one day I would hold a position of respect and responsibility in the community.
For the first time, I lived alone... in a luxury apartment on Sunset Strip. For a few days I loved the idea, but I got lonely and restless.
When I don't know what the music is going to be for a scene, I imagine some sort of orchestration going on and damned if they don't usually come up with a similar kind of thing.
I have two books that were published quite some time ago. I start to read about three sentences. I have to close it. I am so self-conscious. Who did I think I was?