Ah Japhy You Taught Me The Final

And When The Fog's Over And The Stars And The Moon Come Out At Night It'll Be A Beautiful Sight.

I'd Rather Hop Freights Around The Country And Cook My Food Out Of Tin Cans Over Wood Fires, Than Be Rich And Have A Home Or Work.

I Had Nothing To Offer Anybody Except My Own Confusion.

A Fine Thing To Be Talking About Angels In This Day When Common Thieves Smash The Holy Rosaries Of Their Victims In The Street.

Geniuses Can Be Scintillating And Geniuses Can Be Somber, But It's That Inescapable Sorrowful Depth That Shines Through-originality.