A Song Is Such A Short Form

That's The Trouble With Awards For A Body Of Work. They Always Come At Both A Good Time And A Wrong Time. Good Because They Tell You What You've Been Doing Was Worth The Doing And Wrong Because They Ought To Come When You're Young And Excited And Hungry For Assurance That What You're Doing Is Worth The Doing.

There's A Hole In The World Like A Great Black Pit And The Vermin Of The World Inhabit It ... And It Goes By The Name Of London.

I Don't Write Songs Apart From Theatrical Pieces. I'm Not Interested In Writing Songs Qua Songs.

Two Of The Hardest Words In The Language To Rhyme Are Life And Love. Of All Words!

When You Trance Out Properly, When You're Completely In That World, There Is No Other World, So There's No Conflict.