If You Escape From People Too Often,,

The More I Lived With Jan, The More I Loved Her, The More I Made Her Miserable. It Was A Vicious Cycle (page 209)……the More I Loved Her The More I Hated Her. And The More She Loved Me, The More I Harmed Myself (page 269).

Let's Save All The Children, Save The Babies, Save The Babies.

Crime Is Increasing, Trigger Happy Policing. Panic Is Spreading, God Knows Where We're Heading.

Too Busy Thinking About My Baby And I Ain't Got Time For Nothing Else.

Great Artists Suffer For The People.