The individual appears for an instant, joins the community of thought, modifies it and dies; but the species, that dies not, reaps the fruit of his ephemeral existence.
A. S. ByattThe reading eye must do the work to make them live, and so it did, again and again, never the same life twice, as the artist had intended.
A. S. ByattIn our world of sleek flesh and collagen, botox and liposuction, what we most fear is the dissolution of the body-mind, the death of the brain.
A. S. Byatt