How Can I Begin Anything New With

This Mental Space Is Occupied And Everything Is Mine.

Most Of The Time One Is Discouraged By The Work, But Now And Again By Some Grace Something Stands Out And Invites You To Work On It, To Elaborate It Or Animate It In Some Way. It's A Mysterious Process.

We Are Ugly But We Have The Music.

I Didn't Want To Write For Pay. I Wanted To Be Paid For What I Write.

The Poor Stay Poor, The Rich Get Rich / Thats How It Goes / Everybody Knows.