The Death Of God Left The Angels

There Is No Moment That Exceeds In Beauty That Moment When One Looks At A Woman And Finds That She Is Looking At You In The Same Way That You Are Looking At Her. The Moment In Which She Bestows That Look That Says, "proceed With Your Evil Plan, Sumbitch.

Faint Equivalents Can Sometimes Be Found ... . Or It Can Be Rendered Obliquely-an Adolescent's Mental Image Of His Or Her Parents Making Love, Which Must Be Something On The Order Of Crocodiles Mating.

People Always Like To Hear That They're Under Stress, Makes Them Feel Better. You Can Imagine What They'd Feel If They Were Told They Weren't Under Stress.

The Death Of God Left The Angels In A Strange Position.

Any Genuine Work Of Art Generates New Work.