Beauty Always Has Something Remote.

Success Listens Only To Applause. To All Else It Is Deaf

The Process Of Writing Has Something Infinite About It. Even Though It Is Interrupted Each Night, It Is One Single Notation.

The Act Of Naming Is The Great And Solemn Consolation Of Mankind

Of All The Words In All Languages I Know, The Greatest Concentration Is In The English Word I.

Death Is A Scandal. The Machine Is Functioning, We Are All Hostages