Both Of Them Were Ahead Of Their

I Don't Consider Writing A Quiet, Closet Act. I Consider It A Real Physical Act. When I'm Home Writing On The Typewriter, I Go Crazy. I Move Like A Monkey. I've Wet Myself, I've Come In My Pants Writing.

In Art And Dream May You Proceed With Abandon. In Life May You Proceed With Balance And Stealth.

When I Was Working On The Lyrics, I Thought Of All The Lullabies We Learn As Children: "away In The Manger," William Blake's Lullabies. I Realized That The Key To Lullabies Is Simplicity.

We Were As Hansel And Gretel And We Ventured Out Into The Black Forest Of The World.

I Don't Think Anything Can Prepare You For One's Losses.