Photography, Because It Stops The Flow Of

Never Again Shall A Single Story Be Told As Though It Were The Only One.

Advertising Is Not Merely An Assembly Of Competing Messages; It Is A Language Itself Which Is Always Being Used To Make The Same General Proposal

The Heart Of Paris Is Like Nothing So Much As The Unending Interior Of A House. Buildings Become Furniture, Courtyards Become Carpets And Arrases, The Streets Are Like Galleries, The Boulevards Conservatories. It Is A House, One Or Two Centuries Old, Rich, Bourgeois, Distinguished. The Only Way Of Going Out, Or Shutting The Door Behind You, Is To Leave The Centre.

If Every Event Which Occurred Could Be Given A Name, There Would Be No Need For Stories.

The Essence Of Songs Is Neither Vocal Nor Cerebral But Organic. We Follow Songs In Order To Be Enclosed. We Find Ourselves Inside A Message. The Unsung, Impersonal World Remains Outside, On The Other Surface Of A Placenta. All Songs, Even When Their Content Or Rendering Is Strongly Masculine, Operate Maternally.