I’m listening to Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered sung by Sinead O’Connor
Women talk about snagging a man with their feminine wiles. I don’t think there’s anything wise or clever or tricky to what I do when it comes to this. If I’m drawn to a man I simply move right into the center of him. I know him immediately and intimately. There isn’t room inside him for me and whatever is phony. So you see, the phoniness has to go…
Imagine me now with a highball and a cigarette in my hand as I make this observation: Our cities are full of people who walk around acting like movie stars. They are essentially unhappy people. Many are rich and successful but I don’t think many of them are satisfied. They need to constantly have attention and it’s irksome and insulting. There may people out there who enjoy being pawed and applauded by millions of idiots, but I’m not one of them…
