I'm Only Interested In Poetry.

Why Don't We Go Back Out There And Tell Them What Happened? Because Nothing Happened Except That Everybody Has Been Driven Insane And Stupid By Life. In This Society There Are Only Two Things That Count: Don't Be Caught Without Money And Don't Get Caught High On Any Kind Of High. (night Streets Of Madness)

Eleven Months. Now She's Gone Gone As They Go.

Never Envy A Man His Lady. Behind It All Lays A Living Hell.

Art Is Its Own Excuse, And It's Either Art Or It's Something Else. It's Either A Poem Or A Piece Of Cheese.

Almost Everybody Is Born A Genius And Buried An Idiot.