Freedom, Remember, Is Not The Same As

I Am In Paris. Yes Ma'am , I Made It Back. I Came Up From Berlin, Stopped Here Ten Days, Fought A Losing Battle Against My Deepest Inclinations, Pulled Myself Out By The Hair And Went To Madrid...madrid Is A Lovely Enchanting City, And There Was Almost Ready For Me A Kind Of Penthouse Full Of Sunlight, A Roof Garden, And So On. I Gave One Look At It All, Returned To The Hotel And Went To Bed And Wept Bitterly For Eleven Hours...why? Because I Had Seen Paris And Could Not Endure The Thought Of Being Anywhere Else.

I Was Always Restless, Always A Roving Spirit. When I Was A Little Child I Was Always Running Away. I Never Got Very Far, But They Were Always Having To Come And Fetch Me. Once When I Was About Six, My Father Came To Get Me Somewhere I'd Gone, And He Told Me Later He'd Asked Me, "why Are You So Restless? Why Can't You Stay Here With Us?" And I Said To Him, "i Want To Go And See The World. I Want To Know The World Like The Palm Of My Hand.

Every Young Artist Has To Do It One Way, His [or Her] Way, And The Hell With Patterns. Remember Who You Are And Where You Are And What You Are Doing.... And Never Take Advice, Including This.

Freedom, Remember, Is Not The Same As Liberty.

Civilization, Let Me Tell You What It Is. First The Soldier, Then The Merchant, Then The Priest, Then The Lawyer. The Merchant Hires The Soldier And Priest To Conquer The Country For Him. First The Soldier, He Is A Murderer; Then The Priest, He Is A Liar; Then The Merchant, He Is A Thief; And They All Bring In The Lawyer To Make Their Laws And Defend Their Deeds, And There You Have Your Civilization!