The More Real You Get, The More

The World Went Mad And Used Us As An Excuse.

I'm Not Really A Career Person; I'm A Gardener, Basically.

I Was Stuck In The Feeling That One Did Not--was Not Justified In Being Alive Unless One Was Fulfilling Other People's Dreams, Whether They Were Contractual Dreams Or The Public's Dreams, Or Fulfilling My Own Dreams And Illusions About What I Thought I Was Supposed To Be, Which, In Retrospect, Turned Out To Not Be What I Am.

If You Tried To Give Rock And Roll Another Name, You Might Call It 'chuck Berry'.

At Shea Stadium, I Saw The Top Of The Mountain.