Chasing angels or fleeing demons, go to the mountains.
Bringing Progress to Paradise: What I Got from Giving to a Mountain Village in NepalTwo people making love, she once said, are like one drowned person resuscitating the other.
Kafka Was the Rage: A Greenwich Village MemoirEverybody is waiting for cooler weather--and I am just waiting for you--. (Bob Dylan in a letter)
A Freewheelin' Time: Greenwich Village in the Sixties, Bob Dylan and Me