They'll Never Be Able To

People Asking Questions, Lost In Confusion, Well I Tell Them There's No Problem, Only Solutions.

I Was Stuck In The Feeling That One Did Not--was Not Justified In Being Alive Unless One Was Fulfilling Other People's Dreams, Whether They Were Contractual Dreams Or The Public's Dreams, Or Fulfilling My Own Dreams And Illusions About What I Thought I Was Supposed To Be, Which, In Retrospect, Turned Out To Not Be What I Am.

I Don't Know How Much Money I've Got. I Did Ask The Accountant How Much It Came To. I Wrote It Down On A Bit Of Paper. But I've Lost The Bit Of Paper.

You Don't Need Anybody To Tell You Who You Are Or What You Are. You Are What You Are!

You're Just Left With Yourself All The Time, Whatever You Do Anyway. You've Got To Get Down To Your Own God In Your Own Temple. It's All Down To You, Mate.