Men Look At Women. Women Watch Themselves

My Heart Born Naked Was Swaddled In Lullabies. Later Alone It Wore Poems For Clothes. Like A Shirt I Carried On My Back The Poetry I Had Read. So I Lived For Half A Century Until Wordlessly We Met. From My Shirt On The Back Of The Chair I Learn Tonight How Many Years Of Learning By Heart I Waited For You.

Photography, Because It Stops The Flow Of Life, Is Always Flirting With Death.

A Man's Presence Suggests What He Is Capable Of Doing To You Or For You. By Contrast, A Woman's Presence... Defines What Can And Cannot Be Done To Her.

When We Read A Story, We Inhabit It. The Covers Of The Book Are Like A Roof And Four Walls. What Is To Happen Next Will Take Place Within The Four Walls Of The Story. And This Is Possible Because The Story's Voice Makes Everything Its Own.

The Camera Relieves Us Of The Burden Of Memory.