Your Body Will Never Be Familiar.

I Alwaysthought Of Myself As A Competent, Minor Poet. I Know Who I'm Up Against.

If I Knew Where The Good Songs Came From, I’d Go There More Often. It’s A Mysterious Condition. It’s Much Like The Life Of A Catholic Nun. You’re Married To A Mystery.

We Are Ugly But We Have The Music.

A Kite Is A Victim You Are Sure Of. You Love It Because It Pulls.

What A Beautiful Testament To The Creative Spirit And Its True Motives, To Creative Contribution Coming From A Place Of Purpose Rather Than A Hunger For Profit.