Dear Incomprehension, It's Thanks To You I'll

Be Again, Be Again. (pause.) All That Old Misery. (pause.) Once Wasn't Enough For You.

All Has Not Been Said And Never Will Be.

If I Was Dead, I Wouldn't Know I Was Dead. That's The Only Thing I Have Against Death. I Want To Enjoy My Death.

To Find A Form That Accommodates The Shape Of The Mess, That Is The Task Of The Artist Now.

Love Requited Is A Short Circuit.