The Camera Introduces Us To Unconscious Optics

Art Teaches Us To See Into Things. Folk Art And Kitsch Allow Us To See Outward From Within Things.

It Is The Task Of The Translator To Release In His Own Language That Pure Language That Is Under The Spell Of Another, To Liberate The Language Imprisoned In A Work In His Re-creation Of That Work.

It Is Only For Those Without Hope That Hope Is Given.

Books, Too, Begin Like The Week – With A Day Of Rest In Memory Of Their Creation. The Preface Is Their Sunday.

Books And Harlots Have Their Quarrels In Public.