Pools Of Sorrow. Waves Of Joy.

Speaking As Somebody Who's Been In The Drug Scene, It's Not Something You Can Go On And On Doing, You Know. It's Like Drink, Or Anything, You've Got To Come To Terms With It. You Know, Like Too Much Food, Or Too Much Anything. You've Got To Get Out Of It. You're Left With Yourself All The Time, Whatever You Do--you Know, Meditation, Drugs Or Anything. But You've Got To Get Down To Your Own God And Your Own Temple In Your Head.

Life Happens Whilst You're Planning Other Things.

Reality Leaves A Lot To The Imagination.

Reporter Lady: What's That Color? John: Hm. I'd Call This A Color!

I Had To Really Kill Off All The Religious Myths. In The Therapy You Really Feel Every Painful Moment Of Your Life - It's Excruciating, You Are Forced To Realise That Your Pain, The Kind That Makes You Wake Up Afraid With Your Heart Pounding, Is Really Yours And Not The Result Of Somebody Up In The Sky. It's The Result Of Your Parents And Your Environment.