The Passion Of Vanity Has

There's Something So Showy About Desperation, It Takes Hard Wits To See It's A Grandiose Form Of Funk.

At The Age Of Twelve I Was Finding The World Too Small: It Appeared To Me Like A Dull, Trim Back Garden, In Which Only Trivial Games Could Be Played.

Writers Do Not Find Subjects: Subjects Find Them. There Is Not So Much A Search As A State Of Open Susceptibility.

Style Is The Thing That's Always A Bit Phony, And At The Same Time You Cannot Write Without Style.

... Artists Were Intended To Be An Ornament To Society. As A Society In Themselves They Are Unthinkable.