The Very Meaninglessness Of Life Forces Man

All My Life I've Always Spoiled The Things That Meant The Most To Me.

My Period As A Young Teenager When You Really Listen To Music So You Can Get Understand A Little Bit More About What The Music Is Was, Say, 1965 To 1968. I Was Just Lucky To Be In Those Times.

Everything Has Changed, But The Process Of Telling A Story Has Not Changed. It's Like Cavemen Sitting Around The Fire; Somebody's Going To Tell The Story. Somebody Is Drawing On The Wall. You're Communicating. You're Trying To Learn And Teach At The Same Time. You're Your Own Student And You're Your Own Teacher, But The Process Is Of The Communicating.

I've Never Laid A Cane On The Back Of A Lord Before, But If You Force Me To I Shall Speedily Become Used To The Practice.

It's Crazy How You Can Get Yourself In A Mess Sometimes And Not Even Be Able To Think About It With Any Sense And Yet Not Be Able To Think About Anything Else.