Ah, The Old Questions, The Old Answers,

It Was Long Since I Had Longed For Anything And The Effect On Me Was Horrible.

Poets Are The Sense, Philosophers­­ The Intelligence­­ Of Humanity.

To Restore Silence Is The Role Of Objects.

If I Had The Use Of My Body, I Would Throw It Out The Window.

My Characters Have Nothing. I'm Working With Impotence, Ignorance... That Whole Zone Of Being That Has Always Been Set Aside By Artists As Something Unusable - Something By Definition Incompatible With Art.