New York Has An Electronic Heart.

We Have Been Poisoned By Fairy Tales.

We Don't Have A Language For The Senses. Feelings Are Images, Sensations Are Like Musical Sounds.

It Is A Sign Of Great Inner Insecurity To Be Hostile To The Unfamiliar.

The Softness Of The Summer Day Like An Ermine Paw.

It Takes Courage To Push Yourself To Places You Have Never Been Before... To Test Your Limits... To Break Through Barriers. And The Day Came When The Risk It Took To Stay Tight Inside The Bud Was More Painful Than The Risk It Took To Blossom.