"   I came to a point where I needed solitude and just stop the machine of ‘thinking’ and ‘enjoying’ what they call ‘living’ I just wanted to lie in the grass and look at the clouds - They say, too, in ancient scripture: - ‘Wisdom can only be obtained from the viewpoint of solitude.’   "

"   There were days, rainy gray days, when the streets of Brooklyn were worthy of a photograph, every window the lens of a Leica, the view grainy and immoble. We gathered our colored pencils and sheets of paper and drew like wild, feral children into the night, until, exhausted, we fell into bed. We lay in each other’s arms, still awkward but happy.   "