What Is An Idea Made Of? Of

I Was Unable To Sleep And I Would Stay Up And Draw These Little Cartoons. Then A Friend Showed Them Around. Before I Knew It I Was A Cartoonist.

What Is An Idea Made Of? Of Future, Past And Also Meanwhile.

You Know That Great Car-stomach Feeling When You Fly Over A Hump? That Was My Whole Body.

By The 6th Grade I Stopped Doing Ordinary Things In Front Of People. It Had Been Ordinary To Sing, Kids Are Singing All The Time When They Are Little, But Then Something Happens. It's Not That We Stop Singing. I Still Sang. I Just Made Sure I Was Alone When I Did It. And I Made Sure I Never Did It Accidentally. That Thing We Call 'bursting Into Song.' I Believe This Happens To Most Of Us. We Are Still Singing, But Secretly And All Alone.

We Don't Create A Fantasy World To Escape Reality. We Create It To Be Able To Stay.