It isn't pleasant to have my bluff as thoroughly called. My idle claim of being a translucent-skinned neurasthenic who cares nothing for sunlight is incontrovertibly shattered after a mere ten minutes of ambling through the duty-free shop at Keflavík airport in Iceland at ten in the morning. The November sky outside is still as dark as four a.m., precisely the time it would be for me if I were still back in New York. But I am not back in New York and should, by all rights, be enjoying that cognitive dissonance that is the happy dividend of transatlantic air travel: the European day, brightly risen and well under way six hours before its time. I find myself existentially, spirit-robbingly sad as I look over the shelves of vacuum-packed salmon, tinned smoked puffin, lumpfish caviar, and licorice, waiting for a ride in Reykjavík. By the time I have been in Iceland for an hour I am a walking Edvard Munch lithograph. All is blackness in my heart as well as outside the windows of the bus during the hour-long trip into town. The vehicle fishtails wildly, buffeted by inhospitable winds. When I get back to New York, I think to myself, I shall never again denigrate the light. I will start a letter-writing campaign to institute National Photosynthesis Day. I will join a tanning salon.
"It is often said that before you die your life passes before your eyes. It is in fact true. It's called living." "They say a little knowledge is a dangerous thing, but it's not one half so bad as a lot of ignorance."
"It's not worth doing something unless you were doing something that someone, somewhere, would much rather you weren't doing."
"Only in our dreams are we free. The rest of the time we need wages."
"In ancient times cats were worshiped as gods; they have not forgotten this."
I shall tell you why I am a gypsy at heart... I'm always roaming in my head. I can't finish one thought for moving on to another. Also, I'm often roaming within the confines of my home. I can't stay put for long. That's why I'm a gypsy at heart and not a real gypsy.