I'm Not Interested In Giving Aid And

Taste Has No System And No Proofs.

The Fantasies Inspired By Tb In The Last Century, By Cancer Now, Are Responses To A Disease Thought To Be Intractable And Capricious--that Is, A Disease Not Understood--in An Era In Which Medicine's Central Premise Is That All Diseases Can Be Cured.

What, I Ask, Drives Me To Disorder? How Can I Diagnose Myself? All I Feel, Most Immediately, Is The Most Anguished Need For Physical Love And Mental Companionship -

Societies Need To Have One Illness Which Becomes Identified With Evil, And Attaches Blame To Its Victims.

One Cannot Use The Life To Interpret The Work. But One Can Use The Work To Interpret The Life.