Isn't It True That Every Aristocrat Wants

I Found The Offer Of A Knighthood Something That I Couldn't Possibly Accept. I Found It To Be Somehow Squalid, A Knighthood. There's A Relationship To Government About Knights.

Do The Structures Of Language And The Structures Of Reality (by Which I Mean What Actually Happens) Move Along Parallel Lines? Does Reality Essentially Remain Outside Language, Separate, Obdurate, Alien, Not Susceptible To Description? Is An Accurate And Vital Correspondence Between What Is And Our Perception Of It Impossible? Or Is It That We Are Obliged To Use Language Only In Order To Obscure And Distort Reality -- To Distort What Happens -- Because We Fear It?

Isn't It True That Every Aristocrat Wants To Die?

Most Of The Press Is In League With Government, Or With The Status Quo.

I Know The Place. It Is True. Everything We Do Corrects The Space Between Death And Me And You.