Love Isn’t Putting Chain On

Hearing Him Speak Is So Fun, Reassuring I Dare Say. You Can Say All You Like About Sihanouk: That He's An Atrocious Liar, A Madman, A Fraud, A Swashbuckler, An International Blot. You May Think That, But You Cannot Deny How In This Age In Which The Political Arena Seems To Generate Only Dull, Obtuse And Boring Characters With No Imagination, He's A Kind Of Miracle.

Life Is Such An Effort, Child. It's A War That Is Renewed Each Day, And Its Moments Of Joy Are Brief Parentheses For Which You Pay A Cruel Price.

Journalism Is An Extraordinary And Terrible Privilege. Not By Chance, If You Are Aware Of It, Does It Consume You With A Hundred Feelings Of Inadequacy. Not By Chance, When I Find Myself Going Through An Event Or An Important Encounter, Does It Seize Me Like Anguish, A Fear Of Not Having Enough Eyes And Enough Ears And Enough Brains To Look And Listen And Understand Like A Worm Hidden In The Wood Of History.

[indira Gandhi] Answered Cautiously At First. Then She Opened Up Like A Flower And The Conversation Flowed Along Without Obstacles, In Mutual Sympathy.

You Wear Yourself Out In The Pursuit Of Wealth Or Love Or Freedom, You Do Everything To Gain Some Right, And Once It's Gained You Take No Pleasure In It.