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Now The Sirens Have A Still More Fatal Weapon Than Their Song, Namely Their Silence... Someone Might Possibly Have Escaped From Their Singing; But From Their Silence, Certainly Never.

The Kafka Paradox: Art Depends On Truth, But Truth, Being Indivisable, Cannot Know Itself: To Tell The Truth Is To Lie. Thus The Writer Is The Truth, And Yet When He Speakes He Lies.

It Receives You When You Come And Dismisses You When You Go.

Sleep Is The Most Innocent Creature There Is And A Sleepless Man The Most Guilty.

There Is A Down-and-outness Under True Knowledge And A Childlike Happy Arising From It.