In Every Case The Storyteller Is A

The Idea That Happiness Could Have A Share In Beauty Would Be Too Much Of A Good Thing.

No Poem Is Intended For The Reader, No Picture For The Beholder, No Symphony For The Listener.

Only For The Sake Of The Hopeless Ones Have We Been Given Hope.

The Tradition Of The Oppressed Teaches Us That The "state Of Emergency" In Which We Live Is Not The Exception But The Rule.

Uncleanness Is So Much The Attribute Of Officials That One Could Almost Regard Them As Enormous Parasites...in The Same Way The Fathers In Kafka's Strange Families Batten On Their Sons, Lying On Top Of Them Like Giant Parasites. They Not Only Prey Upon Their Strength, But Gnaw Away At The Sons' Right To Exist. The Fathers Punish, But They Are At The Same Time The Accusers. The Sin Of Which They Accuse Their Sons Seems To Be A Kind Of Original Sin.