The Weasel Under The Cocktail Cabinet.

Do The Structures Of Language And The Structures Of Reality (by Which I Mean What Actually Happens) Move Along Parallel Lines? Does Reality Essentially Remain Outside Language, Separate, Obdurate, Alien, Not Susceptible To Description? Is An Accurate And Vital Correspondence Between What Is And Our Perception Of It Impossible? Or Is It That We Are Obliged To Use Language Only In Order To Obscure And Distort Reality -- To Distort What Happens -- Because We Fear It?

Most Of The Press Is In League With Government, Or With The Status Quo.

One Way Of Looking At Speech Is To Say It Is A Constant Stratagem To Cover Nakedness.

This Particular Nurse Said, Cancer Cells Are Those Which Have Forgotten How To Die. I Was So Struck By This Statement.

I've Had My Fill Of These City Guttersnipes--all That Scavenging Scum! They're The Sort Of People, Who, If The Gates Of Heaven Opened To Them, All They'd Feel Would Be A Draught.