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We Were Cowards When We Sacked Him.

It Was Like Being In The Eye Of A Hurricane. You'd Wake Up In A Concert And Think, Wow, How Did I Get Here?

God Is A Concept By Which We Measure Our Pain.

Creativity Is A Gift. It Doesn't Come Through If The Air Is Cluttered.

All Kids Draw And Write Poetry And Everything, And Some Of Us Last Until We're About Eighteen, But Most Drop Off At About Twelve When Some Guy Comes Up And Says, "you're No Good." That's All We Get Told All Our Lives. "you Haven't Got The Ability. You're A Cobbler." It Happened To All Of Us, But If Somebody Had Told Me All My Life, "yeah, You're A Great Artist," I Would Have Been A More Secure Person.