Film Spectators Are Quiet Vampires.

I've Always Thought Comparisons Were Useless And Ugly. It Is A Short Cut To Thinking.

The Time To Hesitate Is Through.

I Believe In A Long, Prolonged, Derangement Of The Senses In Order To Obtain The Unknown.

The Gate Is Straight, Deep And Wide, Break On Through To The Other Side...

Indians Scattered On Dawn's Highway Bleeding/ghosts Crowd The Young Child's Fragile Eggshell Mind.