Don't you just love these long rainy afternoons in New Orleans when an hour isn't just an hour — but a little bit of eternity dropped in your hands — and who knows what to do with it?

It is a terrible thing for an old woman to outlive her dogs.

How beautiful it is and how easily it can be broken.

We have to distrust each other. It is our only defense against betrayal.

Life is all memory, except for the one present moment that goes by you so quickly you hardly catch it going.

All pretty girls are a trap, a pretty trap, and men expect them to be.

Kenneth Hari does not paint portraits as they are but as he is. I feel he is hiding something from me. To board a train into his mind would give me a ride into dark adventure.