The Amount Of Chiaroscuro An Idea Harbors

To Devastate By Language, To Blow Up The Word And With It The World.

Self-conscious Rejection Of The Absolute Is The Best Way To Resist God; Thus Illusion, The Substance Of Life, Is Saved.

Our Place Is Somewhere Between Being And Nonbeing - Between Two Fictions.

Every Word Affords Me Pain. Yet How Sweet It Would Be If I Could Hear What The Flowers Have To Say About Death!

Between The Demand To Be Clear,and The Temptation To Be Obscure, Impossible To Decide Which Deserves More Respect.