We're trying to do what Miles Davis would have wanted us to do, which is approach it as artists with his life as the canvas.
The phoenix must burn to emerge.
. . . You know the mistrust of heights is the mistrust of self, you don't know whether you're going to jump.
Do you ever want to go home?' I asked Paul. He brushed an ash from my face. 'It's the century of the displaced person,' he said. 'You can never go home.
here, here is my dark world. you carry it for a change. im out
I usually start with something that has some energy, like a compressed character or a situation that's wound up like a spring. Then all I have to do is let it go, let its energy carry the story. And that may not turn out to be the beginning of the book.
What is real is always worth it.
One of the cosmic laws, I think, is that whatever we hold in our thought will come true in our experience.
God's justice, tardy though it prove perchance, Rests never on the track until it reach Delinquency.
If we had paused to tell the people that we were Marxist-Leninists while we were on Pico Turquino and not yet strong, it is possible that we would never have been able to descend to the plains.
I don't want my life to be explainable without the Holy Spirit.