All my life I did not want it to be only words. This is why I lived, because I kept not wanting it. And now, too, every day I want it not to be words.

“Is it not possible to eat me without insisting that I sing praises of my devour…”

“The impudence of Ignorance”

“Why, my dear fellow, you may drive yourself into delirium if you have the impul…”

“It is not time that matters, but you yourself”