I have feelings too. I am still human. All I want is to be loved, for myself and for my talent. I restore myself when I'm alone. My life has been one great big joke, a dance that's walked a song that's spoke, I laugh so hard I almost choke when I think about myself. I look only to the good qualities of men. Not being faultless myself, I won't presume to probe into the faults of other.
I think; therefore I am.