My forays into trying to date girls my own age from the school I went to were all pretty tortured.

We may lose and we may win, but we will never be here again.

And my dad wanted me to play the trumpet because that's what he liked. His idol was Louis Armstrong. My dad thought my teeth came together in a way that was perfect for playing the trumpet.

You measure peace with guns, progress in megatons. Who's left when the war is won?

The high ideals and promises you once dressed the future in are dancing in the embers with the wind.

Now, guitar was pretty cool. Everybody knew something on the guitar. So I wanted to play guitar, but I told my dad if he wanted me to keep studying something, Id like to study piano.

I grew up reading Shakespeare and Mark Twain.