Who Am I? If This

A Work Of Art Has Value Only If Tremors Of The Future Run Through It.

The Eye Is Not Open When It Is Limited To The Passive Role Of A Mirror... If It Has Only The Capacity To Reflect.

Keep Reminding Yourself That Literature Is One Of The Saddest Roads That Leads To Everything.

Surrealism Will Usher You Into Death, Which Is A Secret Society. It Will Glove Your Hand, Burying Therein The Profound M With Which The Word Memory Begins.

How Small These Rescued Tides Appear! Earthly Delights Flow In Torrents. Each Object Offers Paradise.