I Lived Rough, By My Wits, Was

A People Are As Healthy And Confident As The Stories They Tell Themselves. Sick Storytellers Can Make Nations Sick. Without Stories We Would Go Mad. Life Would Lose It’s Moorings Or Orientation... Stories Can Conquer Fear, You Know. They Can Make The Heart Larger.

To Sustain Your Belief Through Situations That Completely Undermine It Is Quite Something.

The Law Is Simple. Every Experience Is Repeated Or Suffered Till You Experience It Properly And Fully The First Time.

The Higher The Artist, The Fewer The Gestures. The Fewer The Tools, The Greater The Imagination. The Greater The Will, The Greater The Secret Failure.

I Held You In The Square And Felt The Evening Re-order Itself Around Your Smile.