Live In The Past, But Don't Remember

Slum Kids Die Slowly, Their Lives Eroded At So Languid A Pace That Even They Would Have Trouble Tracing The Disintegration. To The Children Of War Death Explodes Like A Car Bomb.

The Best In Art And Life Comes From A Center - Something Urgent And Powerful, An Idea Or Emotion That Insists On Its Being. From That Insistence, A Shape Emerges And Creates Its Structure Out Of Passion. If You Begin With A Structure, You Have To Make Up The Passion, And That's Very Hard To Do.

Death Is Too Much For Men To Bear, Whereas Women, Who Are Practiced In Bearing The Deaths Of Men Before Their Own And Who Are Alsopracticed In Bearing Life, Take Death Almost In Stride. They Go To Meet Death--that Is, They Attempt Suicide--twice As Often As Men, Though Men Are More "successful" Because They Use Surer Weapons, Like Guns.

Come September, Children Return To School, Grownups To Work, And The Brain To The Head.

Time Can Be Such A Menace To A Man. By This Age Do That; By That Age Do Better.