If London Is A Watercolor, New York

Tragedy, For Me, Is Not A Conflict Between Right And Wrong, But Between Two Different Kinds Of Right.

My Actual Childhood, As Opposed To My Adolescence, Was Not Spent In London.

What Was Evident Was That Mozart Was Simply Transcribing Music Completely Finished In His Head. And Finished As Most Music Is Never Finished. Displace One Note And There Would Be Diminishment. Displace One Phrase And Structure Would Fall. I Was Staring Through The Cage Of Those Meticulous Ink Strokes At Absolute Beauty.

Goodness Is Nothing In The Furnace Of Art.

Black Comedy Is A Farce That Is Played In The Dark, As You Know, With The Lights Full On. It's The Chinese Convention Of Reversing Light And Dark, And Exactly Where Anybody Is At Any Given Moment Is The Play.