I don't take drugs, I take books.
With the aid of a minute correction - that of the dispersing lens - in a gold frame perched on her nose, Miranda can see into hell.
If we had the right words, if we had the language, we would need no weapons.
For the facts that make up the world need the non-factual as a vantage point from which to be perceived.
I am writing with my burnt hand about the nature of fire.
I myself am a person who has never resigned myself, who is absolutely never resigned, who canโt imagine it at all. I simply observe, and I observe in so many people, and often very quickly, a resignation that terrifies me, thatโs it.