In The Face Of Evil, Detachment Is

There Are No Original Ideas. There Are Only Original People.

It's The Perpetually Unfinished Quality Of Housework That Makes It Oppressive - It Never Ends, Like Bad Psychoanalysis, Or A Dream Interrupted. It Is Paradoxically True That It Is Exactly This Daily Re-creation Of The World That Lends Housekeeping Its Nobility And Romance.

Desire Creates Its Own Object.

There Are Places One Comes Home To That One Has Never Been To.

There Are No Inanimate Objects.