Intense Mutual Erotic Love, Love Which Involves

Reading And Writing And The Preservation Of Language And Its Forms And The Kind Of Eloquence And The Kind Of Beauty Which The Language Is Capable Of Is Terribly Important To The Human Beings Because This Is Connected To Thought.

Art And Morality Are, With Certain Provisos…one. Their Essence Is The Same. The Essence Of Both Of Them Is Love. Love Is The Perception Of Individuals. Love Is The Extremely Difficult Realization That Something Other Than Oneself Is Real. Love, And So Art And Morals, Is The Discovery Of Reality.

People Who Boast Of Happy Marriages Are, I Submit, Usually Self-deceivers, If Not Actually Liars.

Art Is Not Cozy And It Is Not Mocked. Art Tells The Only Truth That Ultimately Matters. It Is The Light By Which Human Things Can Be Mended. And After Art There Is, Let Me Assure You All, Nothing.

I Feel Half Faded Away Like Some Figure In The Background Of An Old Picture.