But now old friends are acting strange They shake their heads, they say I've changed Well something's lost, but something's gained In living every day
Joni MitchellA few drinks later you're not so choosy when the closing lights strip off the shadows on this strange new flesh you've found.
Joni MitchellThat's one thing that's always, like, been a difference between, like, the performing arts, and being a painter, you know. A painter does a painting, and he paints it, and that's it, you know. He has the joy of creating it, it hangs on a wall, and somebody buys it, and maybe somebody buys it again, or maybe nobody buys it and it sits up in a loft somewhere until he dies. But he never, you know, nobody ever, nobody ever said to Van Gogh, 'Paint a Starry Night again, man!' You know? He painted it and that was it.
Joni Mitchell