People have different emotional levels. Especially when you're young. Back then I guess most of my influences could be thought of as eccentric. Mass media had no overwhelming reach so I was drawn to the traveling performers passing through.

Every man's conscience is vile and depraved / You cannot depend on it to be your guide when it’s you who must keep it satisfied.

You'll find out when you reach the top, you're on the bottom.

Everyone of them words rang true and glowed like burning coal, pouring off every page like it was written in my soul from me to you.

All these people that I used to know, they're an illusion to me now. Some are mathematicians, some are carpenters' wives.

I kinda live where I find myself.

Hold it, Doc, a world war passed through my brain. He said, Nurse, get your pad, this boy's insane.