When Mozart Is Playing In My Room,

I Remember How Much - When I Was A Small Boy I Was Taken To See A Version Of 'peter Pan.' I Detested It. I Mean, The Sentimental Idea That Anybody Would Want To Remain A Boy.

To Get A Child's Trust - You May Know Or Not - Is A Very Hard Thing To Do. They're So Used To Not Believing Adults - Because Adults Tell Tales And Lies All The Time.

When Mozart Is Playing In My Room, I Am In Conjunction With Something I Can't Explain... I Don't Need To. I Know That If There's A Purpose For Life, It Was For Me To Hear Mozart.

What Is The Point Of It All? Not Leaving Legacies. But Being Ripe. Being Ripe.

Then One Day My Sister Abandoned Me At The 1939 World's Fair, And That Incident Is The Essence Of In The Night Kitchen. I Was Standing There With Hundreds Of Other People Waving Back At The Little Midgets Dressed Like Bakers When I Turned Around And My Sister Was Gone! The Next Thing I Know I'm Screaming And Crying And Policemen Are Taking Me To A Big Place With Tons Of Kids Who Had All Been Abandoned Like Me. At Least I Was Old Enough To Give Them A Name And An Address.