You win the lasting laurels with your laughter.
I create by feeling rather than by intellectualizing.
Land of snap decisions, land of short attention spans, nothing is savored long enough to really understand.
Ira Gershwin, shame on him. I mean, some of the writing.
During times like these, the wise are influential.
You snipe so steady, you snub so snide, so rip and ready to diminish and deride.
Some turn to Jesus and some turn to heroin.
Laughing and crying, you know it’s the same release.
They took all the trees and put them in a tree museum.
The most important thing is to write in your own blood. I bare intimate feelings because people should know how other people feel.
She’ll prophesy your death. She won’t say when.
I hang my laundry on the line when I write.
I dreamed I saw the bombers riding shot gun in the sky and they were turning into butterflies above our nation.
Some get the gravy, some get the gristle.
Love is a very hard feeling to keep alive. It’s a very fragile plant.
With a painting, you don’t have to go back and paint it again.
I always thought the women of song don’t get along, and I don’t know why that is.
An artist needs a certain amount of turmoil and confusion.
I met a redneck on a Grecian isle who did the Goat Dance very well.
We’ll laugh and toast to nothing, and smash our empty glasses down.