The Task Is Not So Much To

And I Sat There Getting Drunker And Drunker And More In Love And More In Love.

Mtv Has Severely Compromised Surrealism, Perhaps Ruined It Forever.

Goals Incapable Of Attainment Have Driven Many A Man To Despair, But Despair Is Easier To Get To Than That -- One Need Merely Look Out Of The Window, For Example.

I Think Writers Like Old Cities And Are Made Very Nervous By New Cities.

We Like Books That Have A Lot Of Dreck In Them, Matter Which Presents Itself As Not Wholly Relevant (or Indeed, At All Relevant) But Which, Carefully Attended To, Can Supply A Kind Of "sense" Of What Is Going On. This "sense" Is Not To Be Obtained By Reading Between The Lines (for There Is Nothing There, In Those White Spaces) But By Reading The Lines Themselves Looking At Them And So Arriving At A Feeling Not Of Satisfaction Exactly, That Is Too Much To Expect, But Of Having Read Them, Of Having "completed" Them.