Sunday, The Day For The Language Of

Work Restores Humankind And All Its Attributes To The Savage Animal Condition That Was Its Original Intended State.

It Could Draw From A Greater Reservoir Of Freedom. The Irony Could Develop An Even Greater Ease.

I Have The Feeling It Will Influence My Future Writing To The Extent That Without Any Material Worries I Could Develop A Greater Ease, Even Lightheartedness, In My Writing

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

He Lies Like A Book. And He Reads A Lot Of Books.