I'll Place My Love Beneath The Stars.

Fame Puts You There Where Things Are Hollow.

I'm Still Younger Than Jagger... Most People Are.

I Suspect That Dreams Are An Integral Part Of Existence, With Far More Use For Us Than We've Made Of Them...the Fine Line Between The Dream State And Reality Is At Times, For Me, Quite Grey.

I'm A Phallus In Pigtails, And There's Blood On My Nose, And My Tissue Is Rotting Where The Rats Chew My Bones. And My Eye Sockets Empty, See Nothing But Pain, I Keep Having This Brainstorm About Twelve Times A Day.

There Were Lots Of Nightly Relationships. But The Reason You Don't Want To Make A Commitment Is Not That You're Such A Freewheeling, Adventurous Person, It's Because You're Scared Shitless That It Will Turn Out Like Your Mother And Father.