All Our Lives We Sweat And Save,

You Feel Your Strength In The Experience Of Pain.

No One Thought Up Being. He Who Thinks He Has, Step Forward.

There Are Things Known And Things Unknown And In Between Are The Doors.

The Future Is Uncertain But The End Is Always Near.

In The Beginning We Were Creating Our Music, Ourselves, Every Night . . . Starting With A Few Outlines, Maybe A Few Words For A Song. Sometimes We Worked Out In Venice, Looking At The Surf. We Were Together A Lot And It Was Good Times For All Of Us. Acid, Sun, Friends, The Ocean, And Poetry And Music.