All Writers Are Exiles Wherever They Live

There Is No Past Or Future. Using Tenses To Divide Time Is Like Making Chalk Marks On Water.

I Don't Wish To Inhabit The Human World Under False Pretences.

But It Is Imperative, For Our Own Survival, That We Avoiid One Another, And What More Successful Means Of Avoidance Are There Than Words? Language Will Keep Us Safe From Human Onslaught, Will Express For Us Our Regret At Being Unable To Supply Groceries Or Love Or Peace.

The Sooner You 'settle' The Sooner You'll Be Allowed Home" Was The Ruling Logic; And "if You Can't Adapt Yourself To Living In A Mental Hospital How Do You Expect To Be Able To Live 'out In The World'?" How Indeed?

All Writers Are Exiles Wherever They Live And Their Work Is A Lifelong Journey Towards The Lost Land.