Driving A Motorcycle Is Like Flying. All

Death And Disaster Are At Our Shoulders Every Second Of Our Lives, Trying To Get At Us. Missing, A Lot Of The Time. A Lot Of Miles On The Motorway Without A Front Wheel Blow-out. A Lot Of Viruses That Slither Through Our Bodies Without Snagging. A Lot Of Pianos That Fall A Minute After We've Passed. Or A Month, It Makes No Difference. So Unless We're Going To Get Down On Our Knees And Give Thanks Every Time Disaster Misses, It Makes No Sense To Moan When It Strikes.

I Didn't Realize House Would Be The Central Character, More The Bitter Comic Relief Appearing Occasionally. I Relish His Wounded Nature - The Lameness, The Scarred Byronic Hero.

There's An Undeniable Pleasure In Stepping Into An Open-top Sports Car Driven By A Beautiful Woman. It Feels Like You're Climbing Into A Metaphor.

Acting Is Largely About Putting On Masks, And Music Is About Removing Them.

Keep On Being Yourself.