Literature Exists Because The World Isn't Enough.

My Soul's The Present Shadow Of A Presence Gone.

Every Gesture Is A Revolutionary Act.

At First I Felt Dizzy - Not With The Kind Of Dizziness That Makes The Body Reel But The Kind That's Like A Dead Emptiness In The Brain, An Instinctive Awareness Of The Void.

Pg 9, "the Consciousness Of Life's Unconsciousness Is The Oldest Tax Levied On The Intelligence.

Art Lies Because It's Social.