I, Of Whom I Know Nothing, I

Deplorable Mania, When Something Happens, To Inquire What.

Let Me Go To Hell, That's All I Ask, And Go On Cursing Them There, And Them Look Down And Hear Me, That Might Take Some Of The Shine Off Their Bliss.

I Am Interested In The Shape Of Ideas Even If I Do Not Believe In Them. There Is A Wonderful Sentence In Augustine . . . "do Not Despair: One Of The Thieves Was Saved; Do Not Presume: One Of The Thieves Was Damned." That Sentence Had A Wonderful Shape. It Is The Shape That Matters.

Estragon: I Can't Go On Like This. Vladimir: That's What You Think.

The Human Eyelid Is Not Teartight (happily For The Human Eye).