New York is a diamond iceberg floating in river water.

Lively, too. Talky as a jaybird. With something smart to say on every subject: better than the radio.

Don't wanna sleep, don't wanna die, just wanna go a-travellin' through the pastures of the sky

Life is a moderately good play with a badly written third act.

A boy has to peddle his book.

But, my dear, so few things are fulfilled: what are most lives but a series of incompleted episodes? 'We work in the dark, we do what we can, we give what we have. Our doubt is our passion and our passion is our task...' It is wanting to know the end that makes us believe in God, or witchcraft, believe, at least, in something.

The brain may take advice, but not the heart.