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There Are Poems About The Internet And About The Shipping Forecast But Very Few By Women Celebrating Men.

The Fear Of Freedom Is Strong In Us. We Call It Chaos Or Anarchy, And The Words Are Threatening. We Live In A True Chaos Of Contradicting Authorities, An Age Of Conformism Without Community, Of Proximity Without Communication. We Could Only Fear Chaos If We Imagined That It Was Unknown To Us, But In Fact We Know It Very Well.

Loneliness Is Never More Cruel Than When It Is Felt In Close Propinquity With Someone Who Has Ceased To Communicate.

In Any Library In The World, I Am At Home, Unselfconscious, Still And Absorbed.

Bollocks Have Never Frightened Me. I'll Eat A Bollock Any Time.