What are we living for? Two roomed apartment on the second floor?

The only time I feel at ease is swinging up and down in a coconut tree.

When I discovered Mose Allison I felt I had discovered the missing link between jazz and blues

When he feels the world is closing in, he turns his stereo way up high. He just spends his life, living in a rock and roll fantasy.

In the end you become part of everything you hate, basically.

Silly boy, you got so much to live for, so much to aim for, so much to try for.

Everything is reduced to what's physical in the end, because it's the filth inside people's minds that creates all the evil. What is a body, anyway? I suppose you've got to abuse your body to understand it. If you're not prepared to humiliate yourself in order to give somebody else a moment's pleasure, I don't believe that you've actually lived.