All Art Is Unstable. Its Meaning Is

The End Comes When The Infinites Arrive.

I'm Really Quite Bipolar, And The Depressed Times, When Everything Felt Like Night, Sometimes You Get To Such A Low Point That You Physically Beat At It Until It Bleeds - As You Would Say - Bleeds Till Sunshine.

1961 Was When I Was Really Into Clothes. I Left School At 15 And Started Copying A Bloke Who Used To Go Up On The Train To London With Me; Leslie, I Think His Name Was. He Was Like, Top Mod Of His Own Area. He Wore Italian Jackets With White Linen Jeans. Boy, Was That Cool! I Mean, That's In Style Now - It's Very Much The L.a. Look. But He Was Wearing It Then, And It Looked Supercool.

I Don't Know Where I'm Going From Here, But I Promise It Won't Be Boring.

I Think I Quite Desperately Wanted To Have That Kind Of Special Companionship [like Marriage ] . . . A Special Relationship, Yet I Hid From It For Many, Many Years And Pretended To Be Cynical About It.