Solitude May Rust Your Words.

One Discovers That Destiny Can Be Diverted, That One Does Not Have To Remain In Bondage To The First Wax Imprint Made On Childhood Sensibilities. Once The Deforming Mirror Has Been Smashed, There Is A Possibility Of Wholeness. There Is A Possibility Of Joy.

Paris-new York, The Two High Tension Magnetic Poles Between Life, Life Of The Senses, Of The Spirit In Paris, And Life In Action In New York.

Jazz Is The Music Of The Body.

To Think Of Him In The Middle Of The Day Lifts Me Out Of Ordinary Living.

Introspection Is A Devouring Monster.