Man thrives where angels would die of ecstasy and where pigs would die of disgust. |
Did you know I staged the first performance in America of At the Hawk's Well? |
You don't become a saint until you lead a good life whether in Tibet or Italy or America. |
Mary, my little girl, was confirmed in a Buddhist temple. She saw the Life write up on Buddhism, with pictures of the ceremony, and she said she wanted to be confirmed there because she only liked Jesus as a kid. She was a little disappointed in him when he grew up. |
I've been around jazz and jazz musicians most of my life. |
This isn't the best town for what we're doing. Too many other things to pull the crowds away. |
The basic line in any good verse is cadenced... building it around the natural breath structures of speech. |