The Free Soul Is Rare, But You

Bad Taste Creates Many More Millionaires Than Good Taste.

I Was Only Photographing In Words The Reality Of It All.

I Feel Strangely Normal.

There's A Bluebird In My Heart That Wants To Get Out But I'm Too Tough For Him, I Say, Stay In There, I'm Not Going To Let Anybody See You.

I Can't Blame Her. But Wonder Why She's Here With Me? Where Are The Other Guys? How Can You Be Lucky? Having Someone The Others Have Abandoned?