We were walking toward the fountain, the epicenter of activity, when an older couple stopped and openly observed us. Robert enjoyed being noticed, and he affectionately squeezed my hand. "oh, take their picture," said the woman to her bemused husband, "I think they're artists." "Oh, go on," he shrugged. "They're just kids.
Patti SmithA writer, or any artist, canโt expect to be embraced by the people [but] you just keep doing your work - because you have to, because itโs your calling.
Patti Smith