Even Boredom Has Its Crises.

Every Declaration Of Love Contains An Unstated List Of Exceptions And Demands.

I Can Imagine Many Things, But Few Clearly.

In The Labyrinth Of A Difficult Text, We Find Unmarked Forks In The Path, Detours, Blind Alleys, Loops That Deliver Us Back To Our Point Of Entry, And Finally The Monster Who Whispers An Unintelligible Truth In Our Ears.

Art Can Make Chaos Seductive.

Excuses Change Nothing, But Make Everyone Feel Better.