There Is A Place Where The Sidewalk

A Spider Lives Inside My Head Who Weaves A Strange And Wondrous Web Of Silken Threads And Silver Strings To Catch All Sorts Of Flying Things, Like Crumbs Of Thoughts And Bits Of Smiles And Specks Of Dried-up Tears, And Dust Of Dreams That Catch And Cling For Years And Years And Years...

There Are No Happy Endings. Endings Are The Saddest Part, So Just Give Me A Happy Middle And A Very Happy Start.

This Bridge Will Take You Halfway There - The Last Few Steps You Will Have To Take Yourself.

Never Explain What You Do. It Speaks For Itself. You Only Muddle It By Talking About It.

When I Was A Kid I Would Much Rather Have Been A Good Baseball Player Or A Hit With The Girls, But I Couldn't Play Ball. I Couldn't Dance. Luckily, The Girls Didn't Want Me. Not Much I Could Do About That. So I Started To Draw And To Write By The Time I Got To Where I Was Attracting Girls, I Was Already Into Work, And It Was More Important To Me. Not That I Wouldn't Rather Make Love, But The Work Has Become A Habit.