Everybody knows that you've been faithful, give or take a night or two.

The obstacles are great and the suffering is great and people have got to make a living.

Probably all cultures, certainly Western culture, always have been violent.

In streams of light I clearly saw The dust you seldom see, Out of which the Nameless makes A Name for one like me... All busy in the sunlight The flecks did float and dance, And I was tumbled up with them In formless circumstance.

I almost went to bed without remembering the four white violets I put in the button-hole of your green sweater and how i kissed you then and you kissed me shy as though I’d never been your lover

And I had not much of a voice. I didn't play that great guitar either.

If you want a lover I'll do anything you ask. If you want a different kind of love I'll wear a mask. If you want to strike me down in anger here I stand. If you want a partner in life take my hand. I'm your man.