Everybody Marches To A Different Drummer.

I've Never Gotten Enough Credit!

I Didn't Want To Repeat My Parents Life. I Saw In Their Lives A Routine And A Lack Of Dreaming, A Lack Of The Possibilities, A Lack Of Passion. And I Didn't Want To Live Without Passion.

It Has Been Our Experience That Women Usually Prefer Thin, Undernourished, Flatchested Females, Dressed To The Teeth, As A Concept Of "feminine Beauty" -- And That Men Prefer Exactly The Opposite: Voluptuous, Well-rounded And Undressed. The Women's Idealization Of Woman Is Actually A Male Counterpart, Competing With Man In Society; Man's View Of Women Is Far More Truly Feminine.

They Must Be Doing Something Right Up There In Canada.

Nothing Goes On Forever. I Think That's One Of The Illusions Of Life. When I Talk About My Life Being An Extension Of My Dreams And Fantasies, There's A Tendency To Think Of Them As Immature. I Live In A Mature World. The Majority Of The People In This Society Live With Delusions And Illusions Much More Irrational And Hurtful Than Mine. They Deal With Mortality, With Fantasies Relating To Heaven And Hell, And They Don't Really Deal With Their Problems At All.