Last Saturday a friend of mine in from New York, she came in during the week and she was here on Friday, and I invited us a dinner on Saturday with a few other friends of hers out here. She called you on the day and asked if she could come early, could she come at four instead of five, when I invited them, that she had things to tell me and they would not understand it and she would feel ill at ease in the presence of others in discussing these things. Now let me go back a little while with this lady. I met her here in this city 20 odd years ago. She&#039.s a beautiful young woman, about 30. a model. She had bought a little home for her parents and she was paying off the mortgage, and she said to me then, this is now 20 odd years ago, thank you I’ve always dreamed of going to Paris and I really don&#039.t have the money. I have enough in the bank to go tourists and leave for just one week in a modest way, go to some small little hotel or maybe some little rooming place, and only for a week. I couldn&#039.t afford beyond that, and even that seemed stupid now, but I think that I&#039.m still paying off on the house. I said you&#039.re asking the wrong person for advice because I&#039.m not a rational person when it comes to the world. To me, I do not go along with the reasoning mind. I am talking of an entirely different principle. I am speaking of imagination, and Imagination to me is Jesus Christ and Jesus Christ to me is God, and there is nothing but God and all things are possible to God. If you want me to give you a reason for going or not going, do not ask me. You want to go and you have just enough for a quick one one week in Paris maximum. Go tourist and live modestly and come back1096 ¶2