What I Want To Do, I Do!

I Daresay One Good Concert Justifies A Week Of Satisfaction At Home.

I Think That Passion And Love And Pain Are All Bearable, And They Go To Make Love Beautiful.

Now And Again There Will Be The Occasional Joke About Owing Someone Two Dollars From The Days In '63 When I Was A Broke Blues Singer With A Washboard, But It's Good. I'm Happy.

I'm Not A Flowerchild Or Anything Like That... Whatever It Was.

Boredom Is A Horrible Thing.