Take An Indian Home To Lunch.

Los Angeles Is A City Looking For A Ritual To Join Its Fragments, And The Doors Are Looking For Such A Ritual Also. A Kind Of Electric Wedding. We Hide Ourselves In The Music To Reveal Ourselves.

Listen, Real Poetry Doesn't Say Anything; It Just Ticks Off The Possibilities. Opens All Doors. You Can Walk Through Anyone That Suits You.

You Feel Your Strength In The Experience Of Pain.

Getting Drunk . . . You're In Complete Control Up To A Point. It's Your Choice, Every Time You Take A Sip. You Have A Lot Of Small Choices. It's Like . . . I Guess It's The Difference Between Suicide And Slow Capitulation . . .

Some Of The Worst Mistakes Of My Life Have Been Haircuts.