I Get Along With Australians Really Well.

When Was The Last Time You Wanted To Say It All To The Right Person To Have It All Come Out Right, To Surprise Yourself At How Together You Could Be. When Was The Last Time You Ever Met Someone Who Made You Want To Give It All To Them I Mean Give Yourself To Them. Where You Couldn't Express Yourself Enough - Like You Wanted To Cut Off One Of Your Arms To Be Understood. That's It - You Would Cut Your Head Off To Have Someone Understand You. You Know How Pointless That One Is. You Know How Many Times You've Smashed Yourself To Bits On The Rocks.

I'm So Burned Out, The Only Person I Can Stand Is Myself. I'm The Only One I Would Put Through This. Wheels And Wings, The Ride Is Everything. I'm All I've Got. I'm All I Can Take. Another Day Has Destroyed A Part Of Me. So Far So Good.

I Have Come To The Conclusion That It's A Waste Of Time To Have Too Much Pride In Anything. Perhaps It's Good To Have A Sense Of Duty, A Jealous Zeal To Protect Or Improve, But Pride Ultimately Is Only That Which Stands Vulnerable To Offense And Degradation.

As Far As I Have Been Able To Understand, The Japanese Seem To Keep Things Close To The Vest. Friendly But Remote And Polite To The Point Of Being Invisible. It Is In The Music, Literature, Film And Art That The Japanese Really Seem To Express Themselves.

I Always Found The Chicago Audience To Be A Smart, Fast-moving, Violent And Cheerful Lot, And It's Always Good To Be Back.