It Is Possible For The

The Whole Mad Swirl Of Everything That Was To Come Began Then.

I Have All The Time In The World From Life To Life To Do What Is To Do, To Do What Is Done, To Do The Timeless Doing.

And Then We’ll All Go Off To Sweet Life, ‘cause Now Is The Time And We All Know Time!

...[the Photographer] Can Be Considered A Kind Of Disembodied Burrowing Eye, A Conspirator Against Time And Its Hammers. His Work, Print After Print Of It, Seems To Call To Be Shown Before The Decay Which It Portrays Flattens All... Here Are The Records Of The Age Before An Imminent Collapse.

If You Dont [sic] Say What You Want, What's The Sense Of Writing?