Palais Royale
I actually said it to someone this evening, but I truly believe it. I don’t think of paradise as a place, because everywhere I’d seen that I considered paradise wasn’t enough in the end. A door opened, it was an experience of paradise, then I wanted to go through another door to see what was on the other side.
For some people one door is enough, for the rest of us there are other doors. Call it restlessness, call it curiosity, call it whatever you like. I don’t think paradise can be found, it’s a creation.
