I Can't Remember Anything I Ever Wrote.

Because I'm So Busy And Because I Think Of Myself As A Painter, I Desperately Guard The Time That I Have To Paint. And Sometimes I'm Irresponsible To My Career In Order To Paint. Because Painting Is Obsessive. I Forget To Eat. I Forget To Sleep.

People Will Tell You Were They Have Gone, They'll Tell You Where To Go, But Until You Get There For Yourself You Never Really Know.

They Won't Give Peace A Chance, That's Just A Dream Some Of Us Had

All The News Of Home You Read, More About The War And Of Bloody Changes.

Ira Gershwin, Shame On Him. I Mean, Some Of The Writing.