My Father Went Into The

I Moved Up Over Lower East Side And I Was Adopted By Eight Foster Parents; I Lived All Over New York City With These Parents, Man, Till I Was About Ten Years Old.

I Learned Life Were No Dream I Learned Truth Deceived Man Is Not God Life Is A Century Death An Instant

It Is A Great Feeling To Know That From A Window I Can Go To Books To Cans Of Beer To Past Loves. And From These Gather Enough Dream To Sneak Out A Back Door.

I Remember The People I Knew In Prison; I Was Very Fortunate To Know Them - They Came From 1910, 1920, 1930.

It's Just That I See Love As Odd As Wearing Shoes-- I Never Wanted To Marry A Girl Who Was Like My Mother And Ingrid Bergman Was Always Impossible