My Dread Is For My Show To

We Both Know What Memories Can Bring / They Bring Diamonds And Rust.

That Was Sheer Luck That It [being Immersed Into Folk Scene] Happened When My Voice Began To Develop. I Don't Know Exactly What Would Have Happened If I Hadn't Been Alive And Well And Really Lively In The Cambridge Scene. But (the Folk Scene) Was, And I Fell Into It Absolutely Naturally In The Little Coffee Shops, And Pretty Soon It Was Newport And Then It Was An Overwhelming Response Internationally, Actually.

It Seems To Me That Those Songs That Have Been Any Good, I Have Nothing Much To Do With The Writing Of Them. The Words Have Just Crawled Down My Sleeve And Come Out On The Page.

God Must Have Something To Do With Joy ... And With Sadness.

You May Not Know It, But At The Far End Of Despair, There Is A White Clearing Where One Is Almost Happy.