Charity is suppose to cover up for a multitude of sins.

People call you this or that. But I can't respond because then it seems like I'm defensive, you know, what does it matter, really?

Sometimes the silence can be like thunder.

There are degrees of happiness. You go from one to the other and then back again. It's hard to be completely happy when those around us are suffering and groaning from hunger.

The song was there before me, before I came along. I just sorta came down and just sorta took it down with a pencil, but it was there before I came around.

It wouldn't kill you to stay the night anyway.

When you asked me how I was doing, was that some kind of joke