I don't trust my inner feelings, inner feelings come and go.
What a beautiful testament to the creative spirit and its true motives, to creative contribution coming from a place of purpose rather than a hunger for profit.
The obstacles are great and the suffering is great and people have got to make a living.
I always felt I was scraping the bottom of the barrel trying to get a song together.
In our rags of light, all dressed to kill.
You win a while, and then it’s done - Your little winning streak.