I Think A Lot Of Bad Things

Sitting In An English Garden Waiting For The Sun If The Sun Don't Come You Get A Tan From Standing In The English Rain.

I Was Stuck In The Feeling That One Did Not--was Not Justified In Being Alive Unless One Was Fulfilling Other People's Dreams, Whether They Were Contractual Dreams Or The Public's Dreams, Or Fulfilling My Own Dreams And Illusions About What I Thought I Was Supposed To Be, Which, In Retrospect, Turned Out To Not Be What I Am.

I Used To Think It Was Mere Homesickness, Then I Started Getting It At Home.

Avant-garde Is French For Bullshit

The First Drugs I Ever Took, I Was Still At Art School, With The Group - We All Took It Together - Was Benzedrine From The Inside Of An Inhaler.