Cultivate your Futurism. I'll cultivate my Döblinism.
The world is made of sugar and dirt.
The cities are the principal home and seat of the human group. They are the coral colony for Man, the collective being.
But the main things about a man are his eyes and his feet. He should be able to see the world and go after it.
I read like the flame reads the wood.
The subject of the novel is reality liberated from soul. The reader in complete independence presented with a structured process:let him evaluate it, not the author. The façade of the novel cannot be other than stone or steel, flashing electrically or dark, but silent.