I Shall State Silences More

Silence And Darkness Were All I Craved. Well, I Get A Certain Amount Of Both. They Being One.

Nothing Matters But The Writing. There Has Been Nothing Else Worthwhile... A Stain Upon The Silence.

Estragon: We Always Find Something, Eh Didi, To Give Us The Impression We Exist? Vladimir: Yes, Yes, We're Magicians.

Reality, Whether Approached Imaginatively Or Empirically, Remains A Surface, Hermetic.

Silence, Yes, But What Silence! For It Is All Very Fine To Keep Silence, But One Has Also To Consider The Kind Of Silence One Keeps.