A song is like a saddle: you ride it for a while, and if it's the right kind of song you can sing it for the rest of your life.
“The North African mule talks always of his mother's brother, the horse, but never of his father, the donkey, in favor of others supposedly more reputable.”
“All I wanted was to connect my moods with those of Paris. Beauty paints and when it painted most, I shot.”