When You Notice Something Clearly And See

There Should Be No Distinction Between What We Write Down, And What We Really Know.

I Touch Your Book And Dream Of Our Odyssey In The Supermarket And Feel Absurd.

[william Butler] Yeats Has The Phrase Hodos Chameliontos, Chameleon-like, In That You Don't Know Where The Beginning Or The Middle Or The End Is, So It's An Unrelieved Hallucination, Because You Don't Know Where You're Coming In And You Don't Know Where You're Going Out. It Ends, You're Going Into The Hallucination, Or Maybe Coming Out Of It, I Don't Know.

You Can't Escape The Past In Paris, And Yet What's So Wonderful About It Is That The Past And Present Intermingle So Intangibly That It Doesn't Seem To Burden.

It's Never To Late To Do Nothing At All.