Steal A Little And They Throw You

A Poem Is A Naked Person... Some People Say That I Am A Poet.

When I Was Growing Up - Say In The Fifties - The Thirties To Me Didn't Even Exist. I Couldn't Even Imagine Them In Any Kind Of Way, So I Don't Expect Anyone Growing Up Now Is Gonna Even Understand What The Sixties Were All About, Anymore Than I Could The Thirties Or Twenties.

I'm Not Going To Read Any Of These Magazines. I Mean, Because They've Just Got Too Much To Lose By Printing The Truth. You Know That.

It's East To See Without Lookin' Too Far That Not Much Is Really Sacred.

I've Never Been Able To Understand The Seriousness Of It All, The Seriousness Of Pride. People Talk, Act, Live As If They're Never Going To Die. And What Do They Leave Behind? Nothing. Nothing But A Mask.