visions of Django

The people who move through the streets are all strangers. At each encounter, they imagine a thousand things about one another; meetings which could take place between them, conversations, surprises, caresses, bites. But no one greets anyone; eyes lock for a second, then dart away, seeking other eyes, never stopping...

somigli a tommy pistol

One has either to take people as they are, or leave them as they are. One cannot change them, one can merely disturb their balance. A human being, after all, is not made up of single pieces, from which a single piece can be taken out and replaced by something else. Rather he is a whole, and if you pull one end, the other, whether you like it or not, begins to twitch.

It takes time to live. Like any work of art, life needs to be thought about.

As long as there are human beings about, there is never going to be any peace for any individual upon this earth (or anywhere else they might escape to).

I want you down on all fours