I didn't know whether to duck or to run, so I ran.
People have a hard time accepting anything that overwhelms them.
You learn from a conglomeration of the incredible past - whatever experience gotten in any way whatsoever.
Remember when you're out there trying to heal the sick, that you must always first forgive them.
Sold my guitar to the baker's son for a few crumbs and a place to hide.
When I was growing up - say in the fifties - the thirties to me didn't even exist. I couldn't even imagine them in any kind of way, so I don't expect anyone growing up now is gonna even understand what the sixties were all about, anymore than I could the thirties or twenties.