No one needs a first edition. Whoever wrote it; even if it was Moses.

Repression in the human psyche is tightly bundled. When it has been pulled out of the sprung package so often it is perhaps difficult to push it back in the box.

George Orwells 1984 frequently tops surveys of our greatest books: its not a celebration of poetic language. Its decidedly anti-literary, a masterpiece of personal and political narrative sequence. And its subject matter is crucial, because what 1984 shows is that language can be a dirty trick.

No one needs a first edition. Whoever wrote it; even if it was Moses.

That's emails for ya: sometimes they're like an arrow that hits so deep in the target, you can't pull it out.

Some people feed you with love.

The overintellectualization of surrealism can be a bromide. A dream interpreted is a deflated dream.