And again and again I have to remind myself the whole art of life is to lean on people, to involve oneself with them quite fearlessly and yet? when the props are kicked away? remain leaning, as it were, on empty air. Like levitation.
Christopher IsherwoodAbout author
- Author's profession: Author
- Nationality: american
- Born: August 26, 1904
- Died: January 4, 1986
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