Mirrors should reflect a little before throwing back images.
The cinema is death at work.
The poet is at the disposal of the night. His role is humble, he must clean house and await its due visitation.
Man seeks to escape himself in myth, and does so by any means at his disposal. Drugs, alcohol, or lies. Unable to withdraw into himself, he disguises himself. Lies and inaccuracy give him a few moments of comfort.
Silence moves faster when it's going backward.
It is difficult to live without opium after having known it because it is difficult, after knowing opium, to take earth seriously. And unless one is a saint, it is difficult to live without taking earth seriously.