Only The Ephemeral Is Of Lasting Value.

When I Was Born, I Was Almost Fourteen Years Old. That's Why I Was Able To Understand More Easily Than Most What It Was All About.

There Are More Dead People Than Living. And Their Numbers Are Increasing. The Living Are Getting Rarer.

I've Always Been Suspicious Of Collective Truths.

Every Work Of Art (unless It Is A Psuedo-intellectualist Work, A Work Already Comprised In Some Ideology That It Merely Illustrates, As With Brecht) Is Outside Ideology, Is Not Reducible To Ideology. Ideology Circumscribes Without Penetrating It. The Absence Of Ideology In A Work Does Not Mean An Absence Of Ideas; On The Contrary It Fertilizes Them.

I'll Never Waste My Dreams By Falling Asleep. Never Again.