Take These Broken Wings And Learn To

The Willow Turns His Back On Inclement Weather. And If He Can Do It, We Can Do It.

I Don't Have Any Desire To Learn. I Feel It's Like A Voodoo, That It Would Spoil Things If I Actually Learnt How Things Are Done.

I Love The Past. There Are Parts Of The Past I Hate, Of Course.

John Could Write A Mean Song. He Had A Lot Of Venom In Him. Whereas I Had A Happy Childhood.

Painting Is Similar To Music. You Get A Couple Or Words Or Notes Or Chords That Excite You, And You Just Follow Them And Add A Bit More And See Where It Takes You. That's The Thrill For Me. It Still Is A Thrill, Which Is Amazing After All This Time.