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The Happiest Times In My Life Were When My Relationships Were Going Well - When I Was In Love With Someone, And Someone Was Loving Me. But In My Whole Life, I Haven't Met The Person I Can Sustain A Relationship With Yet. So I'm Discontented About That. I'm Angry With Myself. I Have Regrets.

I Have Been Both Praised And Criticized. The Criticism Stung, But The Praise Sometimes Bothered Me Even More. To Have Received Such Praise And Honors Has Always Been Puzzling To Me.

There Are People Who Have Lost Every Trace Of Human Kindness.

Have You Listened To The Radio Lately? Have You Heard The Canned, Frozen And Processed Product Being Dished Up To The World As American Popular Music Today?

I Always Thought Of Myself As The Piano Player In The Band. That, I Suppose, I'm Confident About, And I Guess My Songwriting Developed As I Went Along And I Got A Certain Amount Of Confidence In That. The Songs Are Like My Kids, I'm Proud Of All Of Them For One Reason Or Another.