Painting Can Feign Reality Without Having Seen

Literature Is The Question Minus The Answer.

To Know That One Does Not Write For The Other, To Know That These Things I Am Going To Write Will Never Cause Me To Be Loved By The One I Love (the Other), To Know That Writing Compensates For Nothing, Sublimates Nothing, That It Is Precisely There Where You Are Not--this Is The Beginning Of Writing.

…the Book Creates Meaning, The Meaning Creates Life.

What The Photograph Reproduces To Infinity Has Occurred Only Once: The Photograph Mechanically Repeats What Could Never Be Repeated Existentially.

Literature Is That Which He Can Not Read Without Pain, Without Choking On Truth.