If London Is A Watercolor, New York

All I Ever Wanted Was To Sing To God. He Gave Me That Longing And Then Made Me Mute.

It Is Very, Very Difficult For A Playwright To Write A Scene In Which A Young Man Has His First Deep Experience Of Sex With A Girl Whom He Found Immensely Attractive, Is Fully Satisfied By This Event And Gets Up And Blinds A Lot Of Horses.

You Never Quite Know What's Going To Strike Your Imagination, Or Something That Won't Going To Leave You Alone, Not Going To Leave Alone, And This Was One For Me.

A Child Is Born Into A World Of Phenomena All Equal In Their Power To Enslave.

The Normal Is The Good Smile In A Child’s Eyes - All Right. It Is Also The Dead Stare In A Million Adults.