Life, After All, Should Go Forwards, Not

Morris Read Through The Letter. Was It A Shade Too Fulsome? No, That Was Another Law Of Academic Life: It Is Impossible To Be Excessive In Flattery Of One's Peers.

To Read Is To Surrender Oneself To An Endless Displacement Of Curiosity And Desire From One Sentence To Another

I'm A Bit Of A Deconstructionist Myself. It's Kind Of Exciting - The Last Intellectual Thrill Left. Like Sawing Through The Branch You're Sitting On.

Any Language Is Necessarily A Finite System Applied With Different Degrees Of Creativity To An Infinite Variety Of Situations, And Most Of The Words And Phrases We Use Are "prefabricated" In The Sense That We Don't Coin New Ones Every Time We Speak.

Every Decoding Is Another Encoding.