To Be Naked Is To Be Oneself.

To Live And Die Amongst Foreigners May Seem Less Absurd Than To Live Persecuted Or Tortured By One's Fellow Countrymen.... But Toemigrate Is Always To Dismantle The Centre Of The World, And So To Move Into A Lost, Disoriented One Of Fragments.

Modern Thought Has Transferred The Spectral Character Of Death To The Notion Of Time Itself. Time Has Become Death Triumphant Over All.

The Zoo Cannot But Disappoint.

[o]ften Art Has Judged The Judges, Pleaded Revenge To The Innocent And Shown To The Future What The Past Suffered, So That It Has Never Been Forgotten. . . .

The Past Is The One Thing We Are Not Prisoners Of. We Can Do With The Past Exactly What We Wish. What We Can't Do Is To Change Its Consequences.