To See Things Plainly, You Have To

There Is No Such Thing As Perfect Security, Only Varying Levels Of Insecurity.

She Saw Him Fracture Into Rainbow Colors Through The Prism Of Her Love.

In The '50s, Listening To Elvis And Others On The Radio In Bombay - It Didn't Feel Alien. Noises Made By A Truck Driver From Tupelo, Mississippi, Seemed Relevant To A Middle-class Kid Growing Up On The Other Side Of The World. That Has Always Fascinated Me.

Our Lives, Our Stories, Flowed Into One Another's, Were No Longer Our Own, Individual, Discrete.

There Is Nothing Like A War For The Reinvention Of Lives.