Abe Said, Where Do You Want This

The First Thing You Notice About New Orleans Are The Burying Grounds - The Cemeteries - And They're A Cold Proposition, One Of The Best Things There Are Here. Going By, You Try To Be As Quiet As Possible, Better To Let Them Sleep. Greek, Roman, Sepulchres- Palatial Mausoleums Made To Order, Phantomesque, Signs And Symbols Of Hidden Decay - Ghosts Of Women And Men Who Have Sinned And Who've Died And Are Now Living In Tombs. The Past Doesn't Pass Away So Quickly Here. You Could Be Dead For A Long Time

All I Can Do Is Be Me, Whoever That Is.

All These People That I Used To Know, They're An Illusion To Me Now. Some Are Mathematicians, Some Are Carpenters' Wives.

A Lot Of People Say There Is No Happiness In This Life, And Certainly There's No Permanent Happiness. But Self-sufficiency Creates Happiness. Happiness Is A State Of Bliss. Just Because You're Satisfied One Moment - Saying Yes, It's A Good Meal, Makes Me Happy - Well, That's Not Going To Necessarily Be True The Next Hour. Life Has Its Ups And Downs, And Time Has To Be Your Partner. Time Is Your Soul Mate. Children Are Happy. But They Haven't Really Experienced Ups And Downs Yet. I'm Not Exactly Sure What Happiness Even Means. I Don't Know If I Personally Could Define It.

People Talk About Frank Sinatra All The Time - And They Should Talk About Frank - But He Had The Greatest Arrangers. They Worked For Him In A Different Kind Of Way Than They Worked For Other People. They Gave Him Arrangements That Are Just Sublime On Every Level. And He, Of Course, Could Match That Because He Had This Ability To Get Inside Of The Song In A Sort Of A Conversational Way. Frank Sang To You, Not At You, Like So Many Pop Singers Today. Even Singers Of Standards.