Under The Seams Runs The Pain.

All Myth Is An Enriched Pattern, A Two-faced Proposition, Allowing Its Operator To Say One Thing And Mean Another, To Lead A Double Life.

Maybe I Could Have Been Good As A Drawer If I Had Done It As Much As I Did Writing, But It's More Scary To Draw. It's More Revealing. You Can't Disguise Yourself In Drawing.

My Religion Makes No Sense And Does Not Help Me Therefore I Pursue It.

The Beloved's Innocence Brutalizes The Lover. As The Singing Of A Mad Person Behind You On The Train Enrages You, Its Beautiful Animal-like Teeth Shining Amid Black Planes Of Paint. As Helen Enrages History. Senza Uscita.

A Man Moves Through Time. It Means Nothing Except That, Like A Harpoon, Once Thrown He Will Arrive.