If You Don't Have Music,

I Was Addicted To Rhythm 'n' Blues Pretty Much Directly Into Folk Music. I Had My Little 45s Of Mostly Black Artists. That Was As Close As I Got. I've Never Listened To Heavy Rock Or Stuff That Jangles My Nerves, Because I'm Already Jangled.

Only You And I Can Help The Sun Rise Each Coming Morning. If We Don't, It May Drench Itself Out In Sorrow.

I Don't Think Of Myself As A Symbol Of The Sixties, But I Do Think Of Myself As A Symbol Of Following Through On Your Beliefs.

My Father Was A Physicist And Also An Activist. My First Public Protest Was With My Dad At Stanford. I Came By All That Honestly.

To Sing Is To Praise God And The Daffodils, And To Praise God Is To Thank Him, In Every Note Within My Small Range, And Every Color In The Tones Of My Voice, With Every Look Into The Eyes Of My Audience, To Thank Him. Thank You, God, For Letting Me Be Born, For Giving Me Eyes To See The Daffodils Lean In The Wind, All My Brothers, All My Sisters, For Giving Me Ears To Hear Crying, Legs To Come Running, Hands To Smooth Damp Hair, A Voice To Laugh With And To Sing With...to Sing To You And The Daffodils.