The Slave Who Dances Is Free ...

Sex Is The Instrument And Love The Music.

In Venezuela, When I Was Living There, Crime Was Growing. You Couldn't Feel Safe Anywhere. You Couldn't Leave Your Car In The Street Because It Would Be Stolen. You Coun't Live In Your House If You Didn't Have A High-security Alarm System, Because You Would Be Burglarized Seven Times A Week.

Eros Is Very Close To Death. And Both Things, In A Way, Balance Each Other.

At My Age Days Dissolve Like Salt In Water; The Day's Gone And I Don't Even Know What I've Done With The Hours.

How Many Times Have I Told You Not To Believe Everything You Hear? Seek Truth For Yourself.