I Have A Son In Barcelona Whom

I Studied All About Gauguin. He Was A Banker. He Was A Banker Who - He Used To Paint On Sundays. And One Day He Hated Himself For Painting On Sundays.

Will No Man Ever Do Something Without A Why, Just Like That, For The Hell Of It?

There's No Sense That You're There Forever. No Parent Is There Forever.

I Never Get The Girl. I Wind Up With A Country Instead. They Said All I Was Good For Was Playing Indians.

A Big Talent Steals, A Small Talent Borrows.