No White Man Uses His Feet The

The Creative Urge Is The Demon That Will Not Accept Anything Second Rate.

My Heroines Are Part Of Me And My Heroes Are Part Of What I'd Like To Know.

Friends Die One By One, But So, Thank God, Do Enemies.

Then I Did The Simplest Thing In The World. I Leaned Down... And Kissed Him. And The World Cracked Open.

Modern Dancers Give A Sinister Portent About Our Times. The Dancers Don't Even Look At One Another. They Are Just A Lot Of Isolated Individuals Jiggling In A Kind Of Self-hypnosis And Dancing With Others Only To Remind Themselves That We Are Not Completely Alone In This World.