I like the way Mahler wandered about in his music and still retained his passion. He must have looked like an earthquake walking down the street.

and love is a word used too much and much too soon.

Her one drink had Cecelia giggling and talking and she was explaining that animals had souls too. Nobody challenged her opinion. It was possible, we knew. What we weren't sure of was if we had any.

Getting drunk was good. I decided that I would always like getting drunk. It took away the obvious and maybe if you could get away from the obvious often enough, you wouldn't become so obvious yourself.

Figuring the average poet starts at 16, I am 23.

Don't fight your demons. Your demons are here to teach you lessons. Sit down with your demons and have a drink and a chat and learn their names and talk about the burns on their fingers and scratches on their ankles. Some of them are very nice.

but right now it's Bob Dylan Bob Dylan Bob Dylan all the way.