The Disaster... Is What Escapes The Very

What If What Has Been Said One Time Not Only Does Not Cease To Be Said But Always Recommences, And Not Only Recommences But Also Imposes Upon Us The Idea That Nothing Has Ever Truly Begun, Having From The Beginning Begun By Beginning Again.

I Wanted To See Something In Full Daylight; I Was Sated With The Pleasure And Comfort Of The Half Light; I Had The Same Desire For The Daylight As For Water And Air. And If Seeing Was Fire, I Required The Plenitude Of Fire, And If Seeing Would Infect Me With Madness, I Madly Wanted That Madness.

Express Only That Which Cannot Be Expressed. Leave It Unexpressed)

A Story? No. No Stories, Never Again.

A Writer Who Writes, ''i Am Alone''... Can Be Considered Rather Comical. It Is Comical For A Man To Recognize His Solitude By Addressing A Reader And By Using Methods That Prevent The Individual From Being Alone. The Word Alone Is Just As General As The Word Bread. To Pronounce It Is To Summon To Oneself The Presence Of Everything The Word Excludes.