Whatever Else You Do, Listen

I Realize That I Can Be With Someone, But On A Deeper Level I'm Not Available To Them At All. I Have Attention Deficit Disorder Of The Soul.

Into Every Life A Little Rain Must Fall.

I Vividly Remember The Summer Of 1964 With Its Voter Registration Drives, Boiling Racial Tensions, And The Erupting Awareness Of The Cruelty Of Racism. I Was Never The Same After That Summer.

For Me, Creativity Is Essentially A Spiritual Experience, A Conversation Between My Soul And Me.

There Is Nothing Perfect...only Life.