I Could See My Face, Crying, In

We All Flee In Hope Of Finding Some Ground Of Security

I Completely Love Music. I Used To Be The Music Critic At 'the Improper Bostonian.' It's Just Something I've Always Loved Very Deeply.

If We're Going To Ask Our Kids At Age 18 To Go Off To War And Die For Their Country, I Don't See Any Problem With Asking Them At Age 16 To Think About What That Might Mean.

You Made Her Apologize For Sickness. For Her Courage. You Made Her Feel Sorry For Dying.

Keep Thinking. You Can Hear Our Brains Rattling Around Inside Us, Like The Littler Russian Dolls.