Commenting on his love for Talparo, the home of the formidable Talparo Tambule in Kandal troupe (a band of boismen), he said: “I have land in Talparo. I love Talparo. When I go up there, it is like a different zone. I love the bush. When I go up there, whack. I just watch around. I just lie down on the ground. I am enjoying nature. I pick oranges and portugals.

I know you are more clement than vilde men, / Who of their broken Debtors take a third, / A ſixt, a tenth, letting them thriue againe / On their abatement; […]

With their hair half up, and dressed demurely in black formalwear, they seemed like lost girls and conveyed little beyond a vague sense of urgency and dread; sure technicians all, they are not yet artists able to make their lashing limbs and inscrutable gestures mean something.

She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings / That in the various bustle of resort / Were all toruffl'd, and sometimes impair'd.