Lies That Do Not Hurt, Which Are

...i Remain Restless And Dissatisfied; What I Knot With My Right Hand, I Undo With My Left, What My Left Hand Creates, My Right Fist Shatters

Art Is Hard For A Puritan To Understand.

I Have Found That Words That Are Loaded With Pathos And Create A Seductive Euphoria Are Apt To Promote Nonsense.

Lies That Do Not Hurt, Which Are Different From Lies That Protect Oneself Or Hurt Another Person. That Is Not My Business. But The Truth Is Mostly Very Boring, And You Can Help It Along With Lies. There Is No Harm In That.

What Does A River Like The Vistula Carry Away With It? Everything That Goes To Pieces: Wood, Glass, Pencils, Pacts ... Chairs, Bones, And Sunsets Too. What Had Long Been Forgotten Rose To Memory, Floating On Its Back Or Stomach, With The Help Of The Vistula.