Art Is A Never-ending Dance Of Illusions.

Look Out Your Window, And I'll Be Gone. You're The Reason I'm A-traveling On.

People Disagreeing Everywhere You Look Makes You Wanna Stop And Read A Book.

Colleges Are Like Old-age Homes, Except For The Fact That More People Die In Colleges.

There Would Be Brilliant Songs, But, As [bob] Dylan Admitted On The Recent Martin Scorsese Documentary About Him (no Direction Home), The Specific Muse That Inspired "it's Alright Ma" Would Not Return.

I Don't Know If I Call Myself A Poet Or Not. I Would Like To, But I'm Not Really Qualified To Make That Decision, Because I Come In On Such A Back Door, That I Don't Know What A Robert Frost Or A [john] Keats Or A T.s. Eliot Would Really Think Of My Stuff.