I Don’t Think You Can

His Examiner Said Severely: "baskerville, You Blank Round, Discursiveness Is Not Literature." "the Aim Of Literature," Baskerville Replied Grandly, "is The Creation Of A Strange Object Covered With Fur Which Breaks Your Heart."

The Center Will Not Hold If It Has Been Spot-welded By An Operator Whose Deepest Concern Is Not With The Weld But With His Lottery Ticket.

Let Me Point Out, If It Has Escaped Your Notice, That What An Artist Does, Is Fail.

How Can You Be Alienated Without First Having Been Connected?

Anathematization Of The World Is Not An Adequate Response To The World.