In My Dreams I Sleep With Everybody.

I Wanted To Remember In Order To Be Able To Return.

Stations And Airports Are Rehearsals For Separations By Death.

New York Seems Conducted By Jazz, Animated By It. It Is Essentially A City Of Rhythm.

A Man Who Lives Unrelated To Other Human Beings Dies. But A Man Who Lives Unrelated To Himself Also Dies.

The Bed Must Be A Beautiful Place, Not Only Because You Make Love There But Because You Dream There As Well.