No one masters the heart.

Suffering, violent suffering, seems to be something that corresponds with something that we experience.

Songs don’t dignify human activity. Human activity dignifies the song.

I bargain now. I offer buttons for his love.

And this is our time-keeper, with a passion for percussion

As soon as anybody does one of my songs, I rejoice. This particular case of all these great singers doing my work - the implications are very rich and the temptation to think of the outcome of these masses of the mainstream injecting my work into the marketplace, it's a very sweet speculation.

Take one step to the side and it's all absurd.