Past, Present And Future Are

The Best Moments Involve A Loss Of Control. It's A Kind Of Rapture, And It Can Happen With Words And Phrases Fairly Often - Completely Surprising Combinations That Make A Higher Kind Of Sense, That Come To You Out Of Nowhere. But Rarely For Extended Periods, For Paragraphs And Pages - I Think Poets Must Have More Access To This State Than Novelists Do.

The Less There Was To See, The Harder He Looked, The More He Saw. (point Omega)

People Say Great Art Is Immortal. I Say There's Something Mortal In It. It Carries A Glimpse Of Death.

As Technology Advances In Complexity And Scope, Fear Becomes More Primitive.

Rushdie Is A Hostage.