I Do Think That Art That Doesn't

In India The Odd Thing Is That English Is This Almost Artificial Language Floating On The Surface Of A Place With About Fifty Other Languages. The Same Is True Of Nigeria But Even More So.

I Think There Might Even Come A Time When I Would Read Virgil Again. Ovid's Metamorphoses, Perhaps, Not Because The Music Goes Round And Round And Never Comes Out, But Because It's An Extraordinary Picture Of Ceaseless Change That Never Comes To An End.

A Star Appeared...and Was Momentarily Eclipsed By Some Movement.

For A Small Island [great Britain], The Place Is Remarkably Diverse.

Art Is Partly Communication, But Only Partly. The Rest Is Discovery.