If You Think About It,

It's Just Like Yeats Said. In Dreams Begin Responsibilities. Flip This Around And You Could Say That Where There's No Power To Imagine, No Responsibility Can Arise.

Those Were Strange Days, Now That I Look Back At Them. In The Midst Of Life, Everything Revolved Around Death.

Each Person Feels Pain In His Own Way, Each Has His Own Scars.

Nights Without Work I Spend With Whisky And Books.

If You Want To Talk About Something New, You Have To Make Up A New Kind Of Language.