With All Its Technical Sophistication, The Photographic

Nor Must We Forget That In Science There Are No Final Truths.

How Can My Old Photographs Fail To Create In Me A Feeling Of Emptiness And Sorrow? They Make Me Acutely Aware That This Second Deprivation Will Be Final This Time.

I Am The Place In Which Something Has Occurred.

I Hate Travelling And Explorers

Language Is A Form Of Human Reason, Which Has Its Internal Logic Of Which Man Knows Nothing.