There Is A Certain Age When A

Art Must Take Reality By Surprise. It Takes Those Moments Which Are For Us Merely A Moment, Plus A Moment, Plus Another Moment, And Arbitrarily Transforms Them Into A Special Series Of Moments Held Together By A Major Emotion.

Curiosity Is The Beginning Of Wisdom.

For This Was The Round Of Love: Fear Which Leads On Desire, Tenderness And Fury, And That Brutal Anguish Which Triumphantly Follows Pleasure.

Usually I Avoided College Students, Whom I Considered Brutal, Wrapped Up In Themselves, Particularly In Their Youth, In Which They Found Material For Drama Or An Excuse For Their Own Boredom. I Did Not Care For Young People.

Life Has Confirmed For Me The Thoughts And Impressions I Had When I Was 18, As If It Was All Intuition.