Maybe the fact that I'm no writer makes me the writer that I am. I've always claimed that I loved hearing "non-singers." You don't suppose that maybe the fact that I can't carry a tune in a bucket has anything to do with that, do you?
Something in today's New York Times, I think it may have been in Maureen Dowd's column, reminded me that I'm like Donald Trump. I like people who like me and I don't like people who don't.
I leave no legacy. I have no fortune. It's hard to be pompous.
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