The Novel Is The Dream Release, The

Fame And Secrecy Are The High And Low Ends Of The Same Fascination.

The Less There Was To See, The Harder He Looked, The More He Saw. (point Omega)

In These Night Recitations We Create A Space Between Things As We Felt Them At The Time And As We Speak Them Now. This Is The Space Reserved For Irony, Sympathy And Fond Amusement, The Means By Which We Rescue Ourselves From The Past.

I Embarked On My Life - I Didn't Do Anything. I Don't Have An Explanation.

Words Are Not Necessary To One's Experience Of The True Life.