I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a shooting star. Everyone stops, points up and gasps "Oh look at that!" Then - whoosh, and I'm gone... and they'll never see anything like it ever again... and they won't be able to forget me - ever.
"Straight Whisky: A Living History of Sex, Drugs, and Rock 'n' Roll on the Sunset Strip" by Erik Quisling, and Austin Lowry Williams, (p. 152), 2003.
