Writers, You Know, Are The Beggars Of

We Are Condemned To Kill Time, Thus We Die Bit By Bit.

Every Moment Is Nothing Without End.

What Sets Worlds In Motion Is The Interplay Of Differences, Their Attractions And Repulsions; Life Is Plurality, Death Is Uniformity.

The Universe Unfolds In The Body, Which Is Its Mirror And Its Creature.

The Mexican...is Familiar With Death. [he] Jokes About It, Caresses It, Sleeps With It, Celebrates It. It Is One Of His Favorite Toys And His Most Steadfast Love.