I Think My Greatest Talent Really Is

Good Luck And Believe Me, Dearest Doc - It's Better To Look At The Sky Than Live There. Such An Empty Place; So Vague. Just A Country Where The Thunder Goes And Things Disappear.

I Believe More In The Scissors Than I Do In The Pencil.

Home Is Where You Feel At Home. I'm Still Looking.

Think Of Nothing Things Think Of Wind

In My Garden, After A Rainfall, You Can Faintly, Yes, Hear The Breaking Of New Blooms.