Something Has Been Said For

One Must Be Ruthless With One's Own Writing Or Someone Else Will Be.

Praise Will Lead You To Vanity, And Blame Will Lead You To Self-pity, And Both Are Bad For Writers.

Them Lady Poets Must Not Marry, Pal.

These Songs Are Not Meant To Be Understood, You Understand. They Are Only Meant To Terrify & Comfort.

Wishin' Was Dyin' But I Gotta Make It All This Way To That Bed On These Feet.