All The Literati Keep At Least One

Twentieth-century Russian Literature Has Produced Nothing Special Except Perhaps One Novel And Two Stories By Andrei Platonov, Who Ended His Days Sweeping Streets.

Poetry Is Rather An Approach To Things, To Life, Than It Is Typographical Production.

What Concerns Me Is That Man, Unable To Articulate, To Express Himself Adequately, Reverts To Action. Since The Vocabulary Of Action Is Limited, As It Were, To His Body, He Is Bound To Act Violently, Extending His Vocabulary With A Weapon Where There Should Have Been An Adjective.

Every Life Has A File, If You Will.

This Is The Generation Whose First Cry Of Life Was The Hungarian Uprising.