“This accidentalmeeting of possibilitiescalls itself I.I ask: what am I doing here?And, at once, this Ibecomes unreal.”
“ I am not here because I've got it all together or know something you don't. I'm here because He asked, and I love to do what He asks".”
“What am I doing here? The Southern Star has vanished, a Cataclyst is calling the moon out of time at the mythical Great Barrier, and you're asking what I'm doing here? Are you serious?”
“If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist, will answer you: I am here to live out loud.”
“And since I'm well and on the bum again & aint got nothing else to do, but roam, long-faced, the real America, with my unreal heart, here I am eager and ready.”
“What am I doing here?”