What Probably Confuses People Is They Know A Lot About Me, But It Quite Pleases Me That There's More They Don't Know.
Through Me The Energy Policy Of The Whole Common Market Is Being Held Up. Without Opening Old Wounds, It Pleases Me No End.
I Get A Chance To Observe The Moon Now, I Still See Those Same Images I Saw When I Was Six, And It Pleases Me To Know That That Part Of My Childhood Is Still Embedded In Me.
Some Of My Youthful Readers Are Developing Wonderful Imaginations. This Pleases Me.
A Canteen I Remember Vividly, And Maybe One Other Thing, I Can't Remember. And I Knew Then That He Had Bought Them In An Army Surplus Store That Day And He Wanted To Maybe Enhance Himself In My Eyes, And Say, "well, Yes, I Have Been In The Army." Or [he] Simply Just Didn't Want To Disappoint Me. It Could Have Been One Or The Other. But I Knew That He Had Lied To Me. And This Filled Me With A Tremendous Sort Of Anger Towards Him. At The Same Time, Knowing He Was Trying To Please Me, So Feeling Good About Him.
I'll Go On Making Films Until I Make One That Pleases Me From The First To The Last Frame. Then I'll Quit.
