While they flail about, you will remain calm in the knowledge that you possess strength from within.

In winter, I plot and plan. In spring, I move.

I think about the meaning of pain. Pain is personal. It really belongs to the one feeling it. Probably the only thing that is your own. I like mine.

I don't need music for the good times. I don't have that kind of need. Music doesn't serve me like that.

Nowadays, the media have to be there to keep you from asking too many questions, from getting together with other people who might want to do the Jeffersonian thing and call out the government.

The fact is that I am always thinking of something to build. A new book, radio show, plans for a trip somewhere. I am not a very happy person but I feel pretty even when I am working, so I guess that is how I am wired.

I take the work seriously, just not myself in it.