There Is No One Who

It's Midnight. One Half Of Paris Is Making Love To The Other Half.

Every One Of Us Lives This Life Just Once, If We Are Honest, To Live Once Is Enough.

I'm Tired And Nervous And I'm In America. Here You Don't Know That You Live.

Garbo Still Belongs To That Moment In Cinema When Capturing The Human Face Still Plunged Audiences Into The Deepest Ecstasy, When One Literally Lost Oneself In A Human Image As One Would In A Philtre, When The Face Represented A Kind Of Absolute State Of The Flesh, Which Could Be Neither Reached Nor Renounced.

I Live Like A Monk: With One Toothbrush, One Cake Of Soap, And A Pot Of Cream.