The passion that transforms life, and art, did not seem to be mine.
We do have choice, but not without some agony.
That is my story, simply told. Please do not ask again. I have told you in order to issue a warning. I have been damaged. Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.
Time, for a man who has never truly felt a second of it, it not a great sacrifice
Memory is never pure. And recollection is always coloured by the life lived since
Those who do not have imaginary conversations do not love.