“I was thinking about it again the other day I'm not sure of, I can't remember the name It was down the street from my apartment, I used to go down there pretty often Once a month or so It was set back from the street, it had a courtyard garden A courtyard garden with a winding path, a stone gazebo and four or five trees It had beautiful tall windows and red stone walls I never went inside It was clear to me that I should keep it as it was in my imagination The most peaceful place ”