As Our Eyes Grow Accustomed To Sight

It Is Different [to Perform In Israel] Because It Arises From Very Deep Wells Of Affiliation.

Maybe There's A God Above But The Only Thing I Learned From Love Was How To Shoot At Somebody Who Outdrew You.

No One Masters The Heart.

[prozac] Didn't Seem To Have Any Effect Whatsoever On My Melancholy, My Dark Vision, And Everything Else That I'd Taken It For.

There Is A Crack In Everything, That's How The Light Gets In.