I Was Going To Be A Scientist.

A Man Must Be Able To Hold His Drink Because Drunkenness Is Sometimes Necessary In This Difficult Life.

There Ought To Be Three Traditions In The Art Of Humanity: The Realistic, The Visionary And The Wild.

We Have Not Yet Arrived, But Every Point At Which We Stop Requires A Re-definition Of Our Destination.

Without Stories We Would Go Mad. Life Would Lose Its Moorings Or Lose Its Orientations. Even In Silence We Are Living Our Stories

I Held You In The Square And Felt The Evening Re-order Itself Around Your Smile.