What could there be more purely bright in truth's day star?

I am very emotionally affected by sound. Sounds are the inexplicable... There is a sound you hear in your head, it's your nerves, or your blood running.

These are really terribly rough times, and we really should try to be as nice to each other as possible.

When I was in college, I had a jazz radio show. I called it 'Excursion on a Wobbly Rail,' after a Cecil Taylor song. I used to run around the Village following Ornette Coleman wherever he played.

You can't beat two guitars, bass, and drums.

She never ever lost her head even when she was giving head.

The only thing constantly changing is change, and change is always changing for the worse.