The Nicest Thing That Anyone Has Ever Said To Me

Afsal Kuner and I were sitting in a pub in England, drinking hard cider. We had, being trivial Americans, spent four pounds to take over the jukebox for the evening. One of my selections, Eric Clapton's original "Layla", was playing. I was still a bit confused from the taste of one of Afsal's clove cigarettes, the first (and as yet the last) cigarette that I ever smoked.

- When I think of tea, Afsal said, I think of the way you think of tea.