No Author Has Created With Less Emphasis

All The Information I Have About Myself Is From Forged Documents.

Art At Its Greatest Is Fantastically Deceitful And Complex.

Perhaps, Somewhere, Some Day, At A Less Miserable Time, We May See Each Other Again.

Look At This Tangle Of Thorns.

Occasionally, In The Middle Of A Conversation Her Name Would Be Mentioned, And She Would Run Down The Steps Of A Chance Sentence, Without Turning Her Head.