All The Energy Of Their Frustration And

... I Started To Die 36 Hours Before I Was Born, So Dying Was A Way Of Life For Me.

I Don't Know How To Make The Critics Happy!

Being An Artist Doesn’t Take Much, Just Everything You Got. Which Means, Of Course, That As The Process Is Giving You Life, It Is Also Bringing You Closer To Death. But It’s No Big Deal. They Are One In The Same And Cannot Be Avoided Or Denied. So When I Totally Embrace This Process, This Life/death, And Abandon Myself To It, I Transcend All This Meaningless Gibberish And Hang Out With The Gods. It Seems To Me That That Is Worth The Price Of Admission.

The Responsibility Of The Artist Is To Transcend The Human Ego.

There's A Sorrow And Pain In Everyone's Life, But Every Now And Then There's A Ray Of Light That Melts The Loneliness In Your Heart And Brings Comfort Like Hot Soup And A Soft Bed.