I Don't Believe In That Country Any

No Matter Under What Circumstances You Leave It, Home Does Not Cease To Be Home. No Matter How You Lived There - Well Or Poorly.

If There Is Anything Good About Exile, It Is That It Teaches One Humility. It Accelerates One’s Drift Into Isolation, An Absolute Perspective. Into The Condition At Which All One Is Left With Is Oneself And One’s Language, With Nobody Or Nothing In Between. Exile Brings You Overnight Where It Would Normally Take A Lifetime To Go.

I Got Caught Up In The Proletariat The Way Marx Describes It.

All The Literati Keep At Least One Imaginary Friend.

In Poetic Thought, The Role Of The Subconscious Is Played By Euphony.