We All Have A Hungry Heart, And

The Man Who Has Many Answers Is Often Found In The Theaters Of Information Where He Offers, Graciously, His Deep Findings. While The Man Who Has Only Questions, To Comfort Himself, Makes Music.

I Don't Ask For The Sights In Front Of Me To Change, Only The Depth Of My Seeing.

Walks Work For Me. I Enter Some Arena That Is Neither Conscious Or Unconscious.

Do You Cherish Your Humble And Silky Life?

I Wanted To Hurry Into The Work Of My Life; I Wanted To Know, Whoever I Was, I Was Alive For A Little While.