A kiss that is never tasted, is forever and ever wasted.
One day a whole damn song fell into place in my head.
I'm always making a comeback but nobody ever tells me where I've been.
I try to improvise like Les Young, Louis Armstrong or someone else I admire. What comes out is what I feel.
In this country, don't forget, a habit is no damn private hell. There's no solitary confinement outside of jail. A habit is hell for those you love. And in this country it's the worst kind of hell for those who love you.
All dope can do for you is kill you... the long hard way. And it can kill the people you love right along with you.