There are places in my heart...where no living soul...has...or can ever...trespass.

It's so easy for propaganda to work, and dissent to be mocked.

I believe the US is a truly monstrous force in the world, now off the leash for obvious reasons.

I can't really articulate what I feel.

One way of looking at speech is to say it is a constant stratagem to cover nakedness.

I know the place. It is true. Everything we do Corrects the space Between death and me And you.

The speech we hear is an indication of that which we don't hear. It is a necessary avoidance, a violent, sly, and anguished or mocking smoke screen which keeps the other in its true place. When true silence falls we are left with echo but are nearer nakedness. One way of looking at speech is to say that it is a constant stratagem to cover nakedness.