“The same chemicals were used in the cooking as were used on the composition of her own being: only those which caused the most violent reaction, contradiction, and teasing, the refusal to answer questions but the…
“The people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want, and, if they can’t find them, make them. “ ~ George Bernard Shaw ~~~~~ How do…
“a film is ~ or should be ~ more like music than like fiction. it should be a progression of moods and feelings. the theme, what’s behind the emotion, the meaning, all that comes later.” ~…
“As adults we try to relax from the never-ending quest for reason and order by drinking a little whiskey or smoking whatever works for us, but the wisdom isn’t in the whiskey or the smoke. The…
Hark, now hear the sailors cry smell the sea, and feel the sky let your soul & spirit fly, into the mystic. ~Van Morrison ~~~~~ …i grew up by the beach,…
“People aren’t either wicked or noble. They’re like chef’s salads, with good things and bad things chopped and mixed together in a vinaigrette of confusion and conflict.” ~ lemonysnicket / the grim grotto The role of…
“we eat light, drink it in through our skins. With a little more exposure to light, you feel part of things physically. i like feeling the power of light and space physically because then you can…
NEW YORK, NEW YORK BIG CITY OF DREAMS (everything in NY ain’t always what it seems…) from summer of 1993 / to summer of 2016 / the passage of time “…it would be beautiful and illusory to…
“Everything is raw material. Everything is relevant. Everything is usable. Everything feeds into my creativity. But without proper preparation, i cannot see it, retain it, use it.” ~ twyla tharp Who we are is defined (many…
“there is nothing to writing. all you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.” ~ ernest hemingway “every secret of a writer’s soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind, is…
“a garden to walk in and immensity to dream in ~ what more could he ask? a few flowers at his feet and above him the stars.” ~ victor hugo i had dreamt of gardens ~…
“A crust of bread and a corner to sleep in. A minute to smile and an hour to weep in. A pint of joy to a peck of trouble, And never a laugh but the moans…