Imagine A World In Which There Is

Music Is, Of Course, A Universal Emotional Experience, Cutting Across Cultures And Languages. I Studied Piano For Ten Years As A Child And Consider That Experience One Of The Most Valuable In My Life.

Unconditional Love. That’s What He Wants To Give Her And What He Wants From Her. People Should Give Without Wanting Anything In Return. All Other Giving Is Selfish. But He Is Being Selfish A Little, Isn’t He, By Wanting Her To Love Him In Return? He Hopes That She Loves Him In Return. Is It Possible For A Person To Love Without Wanting Love Back? Is Anything So Pure? Or Is Love, By Its Nature, A Reciprocity, Like Oceans And Clouds, An Evaporating Of Seawater And A Replenishing Of Rain?

Events, Once Happened, Lose Reality, Alter With A Glance, A Storm, A Night. In Time, The Past Never Happened. But Who Could Know? Who Could Know That The Past Is Not As Solid As This Instant.

If You Over-plot Your Book You Strangle Your Characters. Your Characters Have To Have Enough Freedom And Life To Be Able To Surprise You.

In This World, There Are Two Times. There Is Mechanical Time And There Is Body Time." "they Do Not Keep Clocks In Their Houses. Instead, They Listen To Their Heartbeats. They Feel The Rhythms Of Their Moods And Desires." "then There Are Those Who Think Their Bodies Don't Exist. They Live By Mechanical Time. They Rise At Seven O'clock In The Morning. They Eat Their Lunch At Noon And Their Supper At Six. They Arrive At Their Appointments On Time, Precisely By The Clock.