One Can Say Of Language That It

The Contradiction In Perspective Was That It Structured All Images Of Reality To Address A Single Spectator Who, Unlike God, Could Only Be In One Place At A Time.

Every Authentic Poem Contributes To The Labour Of Poetry... To Bring Together What Life Has Separated Or Violence Has Torn Apart.

What Makes Photography A Strange Invention Is That Its Primary Raw Materials Are Light And Time.

One Can Say Of Language That It Is Potentially The Only Human Home, The Only Dwelling Place That Cannot Be Hostile To Man.

The Impulse To Paint Comes Neither From Observation Nor From The Soul (which Is Probably Blind) But From An Encounter: The Encounter Between Painter And Model: Even If The Model Is A Mountain Or A Shelf Of Empty Medicine Bottles.