I always was a rebel...but on the other hand, I wanted to be loved and accepted...and not just be a loudmouth, lunatic, poet, musician. But I cannot be what I am not.

Creativity is a gift. It doesn't come through if the air is cluttered.

I'm cynical about society, politics, newspapers, government. But I'm not cynical about life, love, goodness, death. That's why I really don't want to be labeled a cynic.

I began to realise that we are all oppressed which is why I would like to do something about it, though I'm not sure where my place is.

Imagine there's no varmints. It isn't hard to do.

Imagine no possessions; I wonder if you can.

Art is only a way of expressing pain.