One Must Conform To The Baseness Of

His Answers Were Quite Often Like That. When She Spoke Of Beauty, He Spoke Of The Fatty Tissue Supporting The Epidermis. When She Mentioned Love, He Responded With The Statistical Curve That Indicates The Automatic Rise And Fall In The Annual Birthrate. When She Spoke Of The Great Figures In Art, He Traced The Chain Of Borrowings That Links These Figures To One Another.

...love Must Be Regarded As One Of The Religious And Dangerous Experiences, Because It Lifts People Out Of The Arms Of Reason And Sets Them Afloat With No Ground Under Their Feet.

A Politician Who Climbs High Over The Bodies Of The Slain Is Described As Vile Or Great According To The Degree Of His Success.

The Truth Is Not A Crystal That Can Be Slipped Into One's Pocket, But An Endless Current Into Which One Falls Headlong.

Is Not Art A Tool We Employ To Peel The Kitsch Off Life? Layer By Layer Art Strips Life Bare. The More Abstract It Gets, The More Transparent The Air Is. Can It Be That The Farther It Is Removed From Life, The Clearer Art Becomes?