The Cinema Is Death At Work.

We Must Believe In Luck. For How Else Can We Explain The Success Of Those We Don't Like?

Enough Of Clouds, Waves, Aquariums, Water-sprites And Nocturnal Scents; What We Need Is Music Of The Earth, Everyday Music..music One Can Live In Like A House.

It Was The East That Should Have Sent Us Missionaries.

Respect Movements, Flee Schools.

Here I Am Trying To Live, Or Rather, I Am Trying To Teach The Death Within Me How To Live.