The past is what you remember, imagine you remember, convince yourself you remember, or pretend you remember.

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

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.

There are some things one remembers even though they may never have happened.

How can the unknown merit reverence? In other words how can you revere that of which you are ignorant? At the same time, it would be ridiculous to propose that what we know merits reverence. What we know merits any one of a number of things, but it stands to reason reverence isn't one of them. In other words, apart from the known and the unknown, what else is there?

I hate brandy...it stinks of modern literature.

There are some good rules and there are some lousy rules.