I Did Not Want To Be Depressed

Those Who Appreciate The Ways Of Simple Tribes, Where Every Activity Is Direct And Immediately Understandable, Are Able To Live Among Them.

One Travels To Run Away From Routine, That Dreadful Routine That Kills All Imagination And All Our Capacity For Enthusiasm.

Others Are Keen To See If Natives Other Than Us Live Better Than We Do, Without Heat In Pipes, Ice In Boxes, Sunshine In Bulbs, Music On Disks, Or Images Gliding Over A Pale Screen.

That Idea Of Escapism... These Words Could Sum Up My Life.

The Sooner We Learn To Be Jointly Responsible, The Easier The Sailing Will Be.