Quotes
I'm a lazy writer. My idea of heaven is not writing. On the other hand, I'm obviously compulsive about it. She was smart, tart, dry as a Martini, Ah, but underneath, She was all... heart, something by Puccini, Ah, but underneath, In the depths... of... her interior Were fears... she... was inferior And some... thing... even eerier -- But no one dared to query her superior exterior! I dim the lights... and think about you Spend sleepless nights... to think about you You said you loved me... or were you just being kind? Or am I losing my mind? Without question, Steve is the best Broadway lyricist, past or present. West Side Story Into the Woods Sweeney Todd, the Demon Barber of Fleet Street Assassinsstephen sondheim
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