I Don't Know What My Friends Do.

I Guess Requiem For A Heavyweight As Old As It Is Was As Honest A Piece As I've Ever Done.

I Don't Feel, God Dictated That I Should Write.

All The Dachaus Must Remain Standing.

I Don't Believe In Reincarnation. That's A Cop-out. . . . I Anticipate Death Will Be A Totally Unconscious Void In Which You Float Through Eternity With No Particular Consciousness Of Anything.

Seeing Does Not Always Believe.