Suddenly I Found You And The Spirit

People Think They Know Me From My Songs. But My Repertoire Of Songs Is So Wide-ranging That You'd Have To Be A Madman To Figure Out The Characteristics Of The Person Who Wrote All Those Songs.

There Are Degrees Of Happiness. You Go From One To The Other And Then Back Again. It's Hard To Be Completely Happy When Those Around Us Are Suffering And Groaning From Hunger.

Don't Forget To Support Your Public Library.

She Took Off Her Wheel, Took Off Her Bell, Took Off Her Wig, Said, How Do I Smell? I Hot Footed It Barenaked Out The Window.

I Don't Think I'm Tangible To Myself.