I Daresay Anything Can Be Made Holy

Art Is A Kind Of Artificial Memory And The Pain Which Attends All Serious Art Is A Sense Of That Factitiousness.

What A Test That Is: More Than Devotion, Admiration, Passion. If You Long And Long For Someone’s Company You Love Them.

Freedom May Be A Value In Politics, But It Is Not A Value In Morals.

There Is No Beyond, There Is Only Here, The Infinitely Small, Infinitely Great And Utterly Demanding Present.

All Artists Dream Of A Silence Which They Must Enter, As Some Creatures Return To The Sea To Spawn.