A Big Talent Steals, A Small Talent

I Lost My Father Was I 10 Years Old, And I Always Looked For A Father. I Missed My Father Very Much.

The Painter Leaves His Mark. And I Just Put In Two Statues In Rhode Island That I'm Working On. And I Think That's Going To Make Me Last Longer Than Me.

I Mean, A Mexican Boy Couldn't Be Anything Else But An Indian. And Why Did You Take The Name Of Quinn, They Used To Say To Me. Hey, You're An Indian, So I Played Indians.

I Have A Son In Barcelona Whom I Am Madly In Love With.

They Say That Age Kills The Fire Inside Of A Man, That He Hears Death Coming, He Opens The Door And Says, "come In, Give Me Rest!" That Is A Pack Of Goddam Lies.