Atrophy Of Feeling Creates Criminals.

I Hate Men Who Are Afraid Of Women's Strength.

Life, Religion And Art All Converge In Bali. They Have No Word In Their Language For 'artist' Or 'art.' Everyone Is An Artist.

New York Has An Electronic Heart.

The Obstacle Became His Alibi For Weakness.

At A Lecture I Am Asked To Pronounce My Name Three Times. I Try To Be Slow And Emphatic, "anaïs - Anaïs - Anaïs. You Just Say "anna" And Then Add "ees," With The Accent On The "ees."