the dullard sees no eros in fine champagne; the sorcerer can fall intoxicated on a glass of water

Art tells gorgeous lies that come true.

The autonomy of the individual appears to be complemented & enhanced by the movement of the group; while the effectiveness of the group seems to depend on the freedom of the individual.

The sorcerer is a Simple Realist: the world is real--but then so must consciousness be real since its effects are so tangible.

the dullard sees no eros in fine champagne; the sorcerer can fall intoxicated on a glass of water

Provided we can escape from the museums we carry around inside us, provided we can stop selling ourselves tickets to the galleries in our own skulls, we can begin to contemplate an art which re-creates the goal of the sorcerer: changing the structure of reality by the manipulation of living symbols ... Art tells gorgeous lies that come true.

There is no becoming, no revolution, no struggle, no path; already you're the monarch of your own skin - your inviolable freedom waits to be completed only by the love of other monarchs: a politics of dream, urgent as the blueness of sky.