My life has been a series of well-orchestrated accidents; I've always suffered from hallucinogenic optimism.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My whole career is just terror, from beginning to end. That's kind of my thing. A lot of happy accidents happened.
For me from a pretty young age up until about 21 years old hallucinogenics had a huge place in my life.
My life has been a whole series of accidents, some of them happy, some not.
I believe any success in life is made by going into an area with a blind, furious optimism.
I went through a lot in my life that scarred me pretty good. I built a wall around myself to the point where nobody knew what was really going on inside of me, including myself.
Optimism is a kind of heart stimulant - the digitalis of failure.
Ten years ago, I still feared loss enough to abandon myself in order to keep things stable. I'd smile when I was sad, pretend to like people who appalled me. What I now know is that losses aren't cataclysmic if they teach the heart and soul their natural cycle of breaking and healing.
All of my misfortunes come from having thought too well of my fellows.
I don't remember what was going through my mind, but what was going through my body was fear and terror. I had been on the road with Johnny and working gigs and playing a lot of the organ clubs.
In every circumstance, all my life, my mind shows me the possible bad outcome: someone walks down steps, and before I can do anything to head the image off, I see a fall, a catastrophe.