The Artist's Work Constitutes The Only Satisfactory

The Steward, According To Custom, Had Stopped All The Clocks. This, In The Language Of Narouz, Said "your Stay With Us Is So Brief, Let Us Not Be Reminded Of The Flight Of The Hours."

Truth Is What Most Contradicts Itself.

Brazil Is Bigger Than Europe, Wilder Than Africa, And Weirder Than Baffin Land.

She Took Kisses Like So Many Coats Of Paint […] How Long And How Vainly I Searched For Excuses Which Might Make Her Amorality If Not Palatable At Lest Understandable. I Realize Now The Time I Wasted In This Way; Instead Of Enjoying Her And Turning Aside From These Preoccupations With The Thought, ‘she Is Untrustworthy As She Is Beautiful. She Takes Love As Plants Do Water, Lightly, Thoughtlessly.

Guilt Always Hurries Towards Its Complement, Punishment: Only There Does Its Satisfaction Lie.