To Get Home You Had To End

Understanding The Past Requires Pretending That You Don't Know The Present. It Requires Feeling Its Own Pressure On Your Pulses Without Any Ex Post Facto Illumination.

There Is No Apocalypse.

"those Who Fought Know A Secret About Themselves, And It Is Not Very Nice." ... They Have Experienced Secretly And Privately Their Natural Human Impulse Toward Sadism And Brutality... Not Merely Did I Learn To Kill With A Noose Of Piano Wire Put Around Somebody's Neck From Behind, But I Learned To Enjoy The Prospect Of Killing That Way.

The Past Is Not The Present: Pretending It Is Corrupts Art And Thus Both Rots The Mind And Shrivels The Imagination And Conscience.

Travel Sharpens The Senses. Abroad One Feels, Sees And Hears Things In An Abnormal Way.