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What Do Drawings Mean To Me? I Really Don't Know. The Activity Absorbs Me. I Forget Everything Else In A Way That I Don't Think Happens With Any Other Activity.

The Relation Between What We See And What We Know Is Never Settled. Each Evening We See The Sun Set. We Know That The Earth Is Turning Away From It. Yet The Knowledge, The Explanation, Never Quite Fits The Sight.

Today The Discredit Of Words Is Very Great. Most Of The Time The Media Transmit Lies. In The Face Of An Intolerable World, Words Appear To Change Very Little. State Power Has Become Congenitally Deaf, Which Is Why But The Editorialists Forget It Terrorists Are Reduced To Bombs And Hijacking.

Autobiography Begins With A Sense Of Being Alone. It Is An Orphan Form.

The Happiness Of Being Envied Is Glamour. Being Envied Is A Solitary Form Of Reassurance. It Depends Precisely Upon Not Sharing Your Experience With Those Who Envy You. You Are Observed With Interest But You Do Not Observe With Interest - If You Do, You Will Become Less Enviable. In This Respect The Envied Are Like Bureaucrats; The More Impersonal They Are, The Greater The Illusion (for Themselves And For Others) Of Their Power. The Power Of The Glamorous Resides In Their Supposed Happiness: The Power Of The Bureaucrat In His Supposed Authority.