The moment you started reading this text is no longer the present, that moment belongs to the past.
The present is a razor-thin line you can only enjoy now, but, unfortunately now is the past.
“Style is the answer to everything. A fresh way to approach a dull or dangerous thing To do a dull thing with style is preferable to doing a dangerous thing without it To do a dangerous thing with style is what I call art
Bullfighting can be an art Boxing can be an art Loving can be an art Opening a can of sardines can be an art
Not many have style Not many can keep style I have seen dogs with more style than men, although not many dogs have style. Cats have it with abundance.
When Hemingway put his brains to the wall with a shotgun, that was style. Or sometimes people give you style Joan of Arc had style John the Baptist Jesus Socrates Caesar García Lorca.
I have met men in jail with style. I have met more men in jail with style than men out of jail. Style is the difference, a way of doing, a way of being done. Six herons standing quietly in a pool of water, or you, naked, walking out of the bathroom without seeing me.”