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Poets And Beggars, Musicians And Prophets, Warriors And Scoundrels, All Creatures Of That Unbridled Reality, We Have Had To Ask But Little Of Our Imagination, For Our Crucial Problem Has Been A Lack Of Conventional Means To Render Our Lives Believable. This, My Friends, Is The Crux Of Our Solitude.

When A Book Is Alive, Really Alive, You Feel It. You Put It To Your Ear Here, And You Feel It Breathe, Sometimes Laugh, Sometimes Cry, Just Like A Person, A Little Person.

Chaplin And Keaton Are Still The Best. They Know That There Is Nothing More Serious Than Laughter, An Art Demanding Infinite Work, And That As Long As The World Revolves, Making Others Laugh Is The Most Splendid Of Activities.

We Latins Are Known For Jabbering On.

Reality Is A Magic Lady, Sometimes Very Mysterious. To Me She Is Very Passionate. She Is Real Not Only When She Is Awake, Walking Down The Streets, But Also At Night When She Is Dreaming Or When She Is Having Nightmares. When I Am Writing, I Am Always Paying Tribute To Her - To That Lady Called Reality.