Sign At The Orgy: Bodies Only.

We Worship The Aesthetic, But We Do Not Have Faith In It.

Think Of The Many Different Relations Of Form And Content. E.g., The Many Pairs Of Trousers And What's In Them.

Comedy Distances Pain, But Leaves Signs Of It Everywhere.

I Feel That I Have Something Significant To Say, But I Cannot Think What It Is.

Posterity--the Forlorn Child Of Nineteenth Century Optimism--grows Ever Harder To Conceive.