Everybody Has Their Own Level Of Doing

The Dream World Of Sleep And The Dream World Of Music Are Not Far Apart. I Often Catch Glimpses Of One As I Pass Through A Door To The Other, Like Encountering A Neighbor In The Hallway Going Into The Apartment Next To One’s Own. In The Recording Studio, I Would Often Lie Down To Nap And Wake Up With Harmony Parts Fully Formed In My Mind, Ready To Be Recorded. I Think Of Music As Dreaming In Sound.

My Feeling Is That The Beaches Should Belong To Everybody. Nobody Should Be Able To Build Anything. It Causes Erosion. It's A Bad Thing Altogether.

Everywhere You Go, There's A Soundtrack. You Can't Really Quite Hear It. It's Just A Little Out Of The Range Of Hearing.

Somewhere Out There, Beneath The Pale Moonlight, Someone's Thinking Of Me And Loving Me Tonight.

I Dont Think You Can Look For Love. All You Can Do Is Get Yourself In A Situation Where You Dont Discourage Something That May Be Rather Nice.