I Seal That Which Was Not To

...we Can Only Add To The World, Where We Believe It Ends, More Parts Similar To Those We Already Know (an Expanse Made Again And Always Of Water And Land, Stars And Skies).

Every Man Is Obsessed By The Memories Of His Own Youth.

A Novel Is A Machine For Generating Interpretations.

Man's Principle Trait Is A Readiness To Believe Anything. Otherwise, How Could The Church Have Survived For Almost Two Thousand Years In The Absense Of Universal Gullibility?

Contemporary Societies Have Lost The Sense Of The Feast But Have Kept The Obscure Drive For It.