Play! Invent The World! Invent Reality!

By God, I Could Make Myself Bring Her That Economically Halved Grapefruit, That Sugarless Breakfast.

I Do Not Know If It Has Ever Been Noted Before That One Of The Main Characteristics Of Life Is Discreteness. Unless A Film Of Flesh Envelopes Us, We Die. Man Exists Only Insofar As He Is Separated From His Surroundings. The Cranium Is A Space-traveler's Helmet. Stay Inside Or You Perish. Death Is Divestment, Death Is Communion. It May Be Wonderful To Mix With The Landscape, But To Do So Is The End Of The Tender Ego.

I Was The Shadow Of The Waxwing Slain/by The False Azure In The Windowpane.

Satire Is A Lesson, Parody Is A Game.

Our Imagination Flies -- We Are Its Shadow On The Earth.