Sing Your Song. Dance Your Dance. Tell

I Can't Go Too Much Into My Domestic Life Because There Are Ex-wives Ready To Do Me In.

If You Were Mean To Your Parents, They'd Give You A Good Belt In The Gob And Send You Flying Across The Room.

I Asked My Dad What Afflicted Meant And He Said 'sickness Son, And Things That Don't Fit.'

I'm Not One Of Those James Joyce Intellectuals Who Can Stand Back And Look At The Whole Edifice... It Was A Slow Process For Me To Just Crawl Out Of It, Like A Snake Leaving His Skin Behind.

I Am For Who I Was In The Beginning But Now Is Present And I Exist In The Future.