The Rich Son Waits For

I'd Harbored Hopes That The Intelligence That Once Inhabited Novels Or Films Would Ingest Rock. I Was, Perhaps, Wrong.

I Don't Know Anyone Actually Who Does Care What A Critic Says.

Life's Like A Mayonnaise Soda.

I Don't Think I'm In Any Position To Call Myself A Martial Artist. I'm A Student Of The Martial Arts.

I Don't Think Anybody Is Anybody Else's Moral Compass. Maybe Listening To My Music Is Not The Best Idea If You Live A Very Constricted Life. Or Maybe It Is.