We Have Focused Only On The Negatives,

No, Now He Didn't Want To Let Himself Get Too Close Because He Knew It Wasn't Going To Last. Good Stuff Never Lasted. Change Would Come And Wipe It Away, And What Was The Point? It Hurt Too Much Every Time It Was Ripped Away And He Was Getting Tired Of Losing Pieces Of Himself. Pretty Soon There Wouldn't Be Much Left, Just Scraps Of Gristle And Bone Without Feeling. He Didn't Need That

I'm Not A Big Fan Of The Rock And Roll Hall Of Fame. It's Just A Personal Thing, Not An Ego Thing.

I Love New York, Chicago, London, St. Bart's And Italy But One Of My Fave Cities In The Whole World Is San Francisco. Why? Those Are All Places That I Love To Go To Cause It Feels Good To Me Personally When I'm There.

This Would Be A Tricky Operation, No Doubt Of That, And A Mistake Would Probably Be Fatal. So Many Things He Had Done Over The Years Would Have Been Fatal, Had His Luck Not Been Strongly Good. He Had Cheated Death Dozens Of Times, But That Did Not Mean He Could Take It As A Given. A Man Needed Only One Fatal Mistake To End The Game.

He Had Regrets, Of Course, But Not So Many That He Would Lose Any Sleep Over Them. Life Surprised Him Now And Then And He Didn't Much Care For Surprises, Unless He Was Passing Them Out. But - What Was To Be Done? You Had To Deal With The Reality, He Had Learned That Over The Years, No Matter How Much You Didn't Like It