It Is The Bliss Of

...mementos Of This World, In Which The Things Worth Being Were So Easily Exchanged For The Things Worth Having.

Say A Word, Say A Thousand To Me On The Telephone And I Shall Choose The Wrong One To Cling To As Though You Had Said It After Long Deliberation When Only I Provoked It From You, I Will Cling To It From Among A Thousand, To Be Provoked And Hurl It Back With Something I Mean No More Than You Meant That, Something For You To Cling To And Retreat Clinging To.

What’s Any Artist, But The Dregs Of His Work?

Stupidity Is The Deliberate Cultivation Of Ignorance.

I See The Player Piano As The Grandfather Of The Computer, The Ancestor Of The Entire Nightmare We Live In, The Birth Of The Binary World Where There Is No Option Other Than Yes Or No And Where There Is No Refuge.