You've got to lose your passion for dumbness.
The enemy is subtle, how be it we are so deceived, when truth's in our hearts and we still don't believe.
There's a wall between you and what you want and you got to leap it.
A lot of people don't like the road, but it's as natural to me as breathing.
My songs were influenced not so much by poetry on the page but by poetry being recited by the poets who recited poems with jazz bands.
Ah, current music. What would that be? Ah, really, a lot of it sounds defective to me. It makes me restless.