What Makes Bad Writers So Annoying Is

Eternity: What A Waste Of Time.

All Expression, All Art, Is An Indiscretion We Commit Against Ourselves. This Is Not An 'impoverishment' But An Increase In Wealth, For It Is In This Way That We Make The Short Hours Of Our Lives Live On Beyond Themselves.

It Is Time For Dead Languages To Keep Quiet.

There Are. Intangible Realities Which Float Near Us, Formless And Without Words; Realities Which No One Has Thought Out, And Which Are Excluded For Lack Of Interpreters.

Fashion: The Search For A New Absurdity.