Every Form Of Talent Involves A Certain

A Decadent Civilization Compromises With Its Disease, Cherishes The Virus Infecting It, Loses Its Self-respect.

In Every Man Sleeps A Prophet, And When He Wakes There Is A Little More Evil In The World.

To Write Books Is To Have A Certain Relation With Original Sin. For What Is A Book If Not A Loss Of Innocence, An Act Of Aggression, A Repetition Of Our Fall?

One Does Not Inhabit A Country; One Inhabits A Language. That Is Our Country, Our Fatherland - And No Other.

What Can Be Said, Lacks Reality. Only What Fails To Make Its Way Into Words Exists And Counts.