As A Child I Was A Great

When The Young Woman Leans Over The Sky, About To Water The Flowers As Well As The Weeds, Her White Front Splits Open Until Her Milk Runs.

Whenever There Has Been Talk Of Exterminating Rats, Others, Who Were Not Rats, Have Been Exterminated.

Art Is Uncompromising, And Life Is Full Of Compromises.

People Change With Time. There Are Things That Happened To A Person In His Childhood And Years Later They Seem To Him Alien And Strange. I Am Trying To Decipher That Child. Sometimes He Is A Stranger To Me. When You Think About When You Were 14, Don't You Feel A Certain Alienation?

We Dance For The Pure Joy Of It. In The Kitchen To The Record Player. Because We've Got It In Us. All Over ... It's Not Just In The Legs. It Comes From Inside And Runs All Through You. In Waves. From Down Below To Up Above. All The Way To The Scalp.