We Have No Choice But To Be

To Separate Journalism And Poetry, Therefore-history And Poetry-to Set Them Up At Opposite Ends Of The World Of Discourse, Is To Separate Seeing From The Feel Of Seeing, Emotion From The Acting Of Emotion, Knowledge From The Realization Of Knowledge.

Without Guilt / What Is A Man? An Animal, Isn't He? / A Wolf Forgiven At His Meat, / A Beetle Innocent In His Copulation.

A Self-advertising Writer Is Always A Self-extinguished Writer.

The Perversion Of The Mind Is Only Possible When Those Who Should Be Heard In Its Defence Are Silent.

Freedom Is The Right To Choose: The Right To Create For Oneself The Alternatives Of Choice. Without The Possibility Of Choice And The Exercise Of Choice A Man Is Not A Man But A Member, An Instrument, A Thing.