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Culture Is Perishing In Overproduction, In An Avalanche Of Words, In The Madness Of Quantity.

People Fascinated By The Idea Of Progress Never Suspect That Every Step Forward Is Also A Step On The Way To The End.

A Constant Interrogation.

Art Arises From Sources Other Than Logic." (p.32)

To Ensure That The Self Doesn't Shrink, To See That It Holds On To Its Volume, Memories Have To Be Watered Like Potted Flowers, And The Watering Calls For Regular Contact With The Witnesses Of The Past, That Is To Say, With Friends.