Weak Thoughts, Weak Desires: He Felt Their

To See Was Terrifying, And To Stop Seeing Tore Me Apart From My Forehead To My Throat.

The Disaster... Is What Escapes The Very Possibility Of Experience—it Is The Limit Of Writing. This Must Be Repeated: The Disaster De-scribes.

Express Only That Which Cannot Be Expressed. Leave It Unexpressed)

The Less Manifest The Work, The Stronger: As Though A Secret Law Demanded It Always Be Hidden In What It Shows, Thus Showing What Must Remain Hidden, Only Showing It, In The End, By Dissimulation.

Lovers Of Painting And Lovers Of Music Are People Who Openly Display Their Preference Like A Delectable Ailment That Isolates Them And Makes Them Proud.