Author: Patti Smith
Quotes of Author: Patti Smith
I crossed over to Broadway and walked north to Twenty-fifth Street to the Serbian Orthadox Cathedral dedicated to Saint Seva, the patron saint of the Serbs, I stopped, as I had many times before, to visit the bust of Nikola Tesla, the patron saint of alternating current, placed outside the church like a lone sentinel. I stood as a Con Edison truck parked within eyeshot. No respect, I thought.-And you think you have problems, he said to me.-Oh, I'm just having trouble writing. I move back and forth between lethargy and agitation,-A pity. Perhaps you should step inside and light a candle to Saint Seva. He calms the sea for ships,-yeah, maybe. I'm off balance, not sure what's wrong.-You have misplaced joy, he said without hesitation. Without joy we are as dead,-How do I find it again?-Find those who have it and bathe in their perfection.-Thank you, Mr. Tesla. Is there something I can do for you?-Yes, he said, could you move a bit to the left? You're standing in my light. book-quote