Don't Look Back, You Can Never Look

Remember How You Made Me Crazy, Remember How I Made You Scream.

We Live A Protracted Adolescence. At Some Point You Must Leave The Party.

I Now Derive Physical And Spiritual Pleasure From Gardening And There Is Tremendous Satisfaction In Knowing That I Could Survive Almost Anywhere If I Had To.

I'm Blessed With A Pretty Good Voice. So Just Sitting Back There Banging On The Tubs Wasn't Enough.

The Wisdom That Living Brings, Since I Got A Telegram From The God Of Simple Things.