I Only Get Ill When I Give

What Is Life But Playing With Time?

A Gut-string Classical Spanish Guitar, A Sweet, Lovely Little Lady. The Smell Of It. Even Now, To Open A Guitar Case, When It's An Old Wooden Guitar, I Could Crawl In And Close The Lid.

Some Things Get Better With Age. Like Me.

I've Got Nothing Against Daylight. I Don't Live Totally Nocturnally. Only When I Feel Like It. Which Is Most Of The Time.

Preaching Is Tax Free. Very Little To Do With God, A Lot To Do With Money