To me, the life that we live is heaven. My idea of paradise is life on Earth. But we often don’t know it, and can’t see it that way, until, I’m sure, we start to leave it. I guess that’s the way I feel about film.
“With slow, reluctant feet, and weary eyes,
And eye-lids heavy with the coming sleep,
With small breasts lifted up in stress of sighs,
She passed, as shadows pass, among the sheep;
While the earth dreamed, and only I was ware
Of that faint fragrance blown from her soft hair.”
Frederic Manning | “Korè”