The Task Is Not So Much To

He Is Mad About Being Small When You Were Big, But No, That's Not It, He Is Mad About Being Helpless When You Were Powerful, But No, Not That Either, He Is Mad About Being Contingent When You Were Necessary, Not Quite It... He Is Insane Because When He Loved You, You Didn't Notice.

The Writer Is One Who, Embarking Upon A Task, Does Not Know What To Do... Writing Is A Process Of Dealing With Not-knowing, A Forcing Of What And How.

Any Genuine Work Of Art Generates New Work.

Self-criticism Sessions Were Held, But These Produced More Criticism Than Could Usefully Be Absorbed Or Accomodated.

The Best Way To Live Is By Not Knowing What Will Happen To You At The End Of The Day.