Go On Failing. Go On. Only Next

The Search For The Means To Put An End To Things, An End To Speech, Is What Enables The Discourse To Continue.

Watt Had Watched People Smile And Thought He Understood How It Was Done.

But What Matter Whether I Was Born Or Not, Have Lived Or Not, Am Dead Or Merely Dying. I Shall Go On Doing As I Have Always Done, Not Knowing What It Is I Do, Nor Who I Am, Nor Where I Am, Nor If I Am.

How Hideous Is The Semicolon.

[t]he Syndrome Known As Life Is Too Diffuse To Admit Of Palliation. For Every Symptom That Is Eased, Another Is Made Worse. The Horse Leech's Daughter Is A Closed System. Her Quantum Of Wantum Cannot Vary.