The Hardest Song To Write Is A

Peace Might Sell, But Who's Buying?

Seeing You Sleeping Peacefully On Your Back Among Your Stuffed Ducks, Bears And Basset Hounds, Would Remind Me That No Matter How Good The Next Day Might Be, Certain Moments Were Gone Forever Because We Could Not Go Backwards In Time.

There's Very Little I Can Sing Now. When I Asked My First Voice Teacher, Who Was The Best One, "when Will I Know When To Stop Singing?" He Said, "your Voice Will Tell You." And It Is Very, Very Difficult To Sing Now.

I've Never Had A Humble Opinion. If You've Got An Opinion, Why Be Humble About It?

People Say I'm Such A Pessimist, But I Always Was. It Never Stopped Me From Doing What I Had To Do. I Would Say I'm A Realist.