Love Points The Way. Desire Is Its

Literature That Keeps Employing New Linguistic And Formal Modes Of Expression To Draft A Panorama Of Society As A Whole While At The Same Time Exposing It, Tearing The Masks From Its Face - For Me That Would Be Deserving Of An Award.

Very Few Women Wait For Mr. Right. Most Women Take The First And Worst Mr. Wrong.

Strictly Speaking, There Are No Holidays For Art; Art Pursues You Everywhere, And That's Just Fine With The Artist.

Eroding Solidarity Paradoxically Makes A Society More Susceptible To The Construction Of Substitute Collectives And Fascisms Of All Kinds.

My Plays Are Made Up Of Long Monologues, Which Is Similar To Prose Working With The Language