I Used To Be Monastic, Almost. Now

You Feed It All Your Woes, The Ghostly Garden Grows.

I Was Demanding Of Myself A Deeper And Greater Honesty, More And More Revelation In My Work In Order To Give It Back To The People Where It Goes Into Their Lives And Nourishes Them And Changes Their Direction And Makes Light Bulbs Go Off In Their Head And Makes Them Feel. And It Isn't Vague, It Strikes Against The Very Nerves Of Their Life And In Order To Do That You Have To Strike Against The Very Nerves Of Your Own.

Unlike Some Of My Peers, I Haven't Really Hit A Writer's Block. When I Hit A Block I Just Paint, Which Is An Old Crop Rotation Trick.

I Always Thought The Women Of Song Don't Get Along, And I Don't Know Why That Is.

Rachmaninoff Made A Musician Out Of Me. His 'rhapsody On A Theme By Paganini' Was The Piece That Sent Me Into Raptures. It Spoke To Me. To Me, It Was A Tender Entreaty For The Misunderstood.