Well we can't be having that. One person starts having fun and it turns into an epidemic. Difficult to stop that kind of thing, you know.
When you are used to the kind of life -of never getting anything you want- you stop knowing what it is you want.
She was my friend because she was kind and funny but she had a face like two oysters fused together in a Star Trek matter transporter accident.
I felt the kind of desperation, I think, that cancels the possibility of empathy...that makes you unkind.
How bizarre, i think to myself, to be on a train and to actually not want to arrive anywhere? What kind of madness is that?
Let's enjoy these aimless days while we cam, I told myself, fearing some kind of deft acceleration.
Private moments held not a candle to coitus, not even the expensive kind of candle that made the whole room smell of far off seasons.
Wow," Jake said, his face going blank. "Assface. Is that a technical term? Maybe some kind of psychiatric diagnosis I'm not familiar with?
It was my kind of song: fast and fun and exuberant,the lyrics tumbling out almost faster than my ears could follow them,some times rhyming,sometimes not. . .
This isn't the kind of story where understanding makes you smart, or not understanding makes you dumb.
Her and I, we have a two chairs and a table kind of love. You should pull up a feeling and have a seat.
She said, “I’m having the stairs rebuilt,” and I replied, “No need to get sexual with me.” I’m a bring my own elevator kind of lover anyway.
If I saw a hitchhiker wearing a tie-dyed shirt, I’d assume he’s been waiting for a ride since the 1960s. I think that kind of patience is groovy.
There are four quarters in a football game. That’s natural, because that’s 100%. I’m a 75% kind of fan, because I’m all about the quarterback.
Joe is 3/4ths of a joke. 75% of politicians are jokes too, only the punchlines are the voters, and that kind of humor I just don’t find funny.
Lonely’s a different kind of pain, it doesn’t hurt as bad as heartbreak. I preferred it and embraced it ‘cause I reckoned it was one or the other.
What more is required than a kind of stupid, insensitive doggedness, as lover, as writer, together with a readiness to fail and fail again?
Well, I started conducting kind of by accident. I wanted to give myself a special birthday present for my fortieth birthday, and I was living in San Francisco at the time and I started attending some of the concerts and then simply dropping hints.
As far as those kinds of things, I also played at the concert to call for the release of Nelson Mandela when he was a political prisoner in South Africa. We were celebrating his 70th birthday and calling for his release.
An army environment is very protected, a walled city kind of environment, where everybody has the same income, you have the same birthday parties, you are given return gifts - everything is the same. Everybody is moving up at the same pace.
It becomes more important to me as time goes on to make every album the best thing I've ever done, so it's a lot of self-imposed pressure that also kind of slows me down a bit.
