My undertaking is not difficult, essentially. I should only have to be immortal to carry it out.
The visible universe was an illusion or, more precisely, a sophism. Mirrors and fatherhood are abominable because they multiply it and extend it.
The Falklands thing was a fight between two bald men over a comb.
Best thing to happen for a poet. A fine death, no? An impressive death.
I cannot sleep unless I am surrounded by books.
It may be that universal history is the history of the different intonations given a handful of metaphors.