Childhood Lasts All Through Life.

One Must Always Maintain One's Connection To The Past And Yet Ceaselessly Pull Away From It. To Remain In Touch With The Past Requires A Love Of Memory. To Remain In Touch With The Past Requires A Constant Imaginative Effort.

To Go Upstairs In The Word House Is To Withdraw Step By Step; While To Go Down To The Cellar Is To Dream.

Here Is Menard's Own Intimate Forest: 'now I Am Traversed By Bridle Paths, Under The Seal Of Sun And Shade...i Live In Great Density...shelter Lures Me. I Slump Down Into The Thick Foliage...in The Forest, I Am My Entire Self. Everything Is Possible In My Heart Just As It Is In The Hiding Places In Ravines. Thickly Wooded Distance Separates Me From Moral Codes And Cities.

The Night Dreamer Cannot Articulate A Cogito. The Night Dream Is A Dream Without A Dreamer.

Our House Is Our Corner Of The World.