Chaos is the score upon which reality is written.

I want to undress you, vulgarize you a bit.

To know Paris is to know a great deal.

Your nearness is the nearness of planets. I am the void between you. If I withdraw there will be no void for you to swim in.

Often, when following the trail which meanders over the hills, I pull myself up in an effort to encompass the glory and the grandeur which envelops the whole horizon. Often, when the clouds pile up in the north and the sea is churned with white caps, I say to myself: "This is the California that men dreamed of years ago, this is the Pacific that Balboa looked out on from the Peak of Darien, this is the face of the earth as the Creator intended it to look.

Los Angeles gives one the feeling of the future more strongly than any city I know of. A bad future, too, like something out of Fritz Lang's feeble imagination.

If we have not found heaven within, it is a certainty we will not find it without.