Travelling, gentlemen, is medieval, today we have means of communication, not to speak of tomorrow and the day after, means of communication that bring the world into our homes, to travel from one place to another is atavistic.

Why don't we follow our yearning?

All that remains is the mad desire for present identity through a woman.

It's precisely the disappointing stories, which have no proper ending and therefore no proper meaning, that sound true to life.

It is conceivable at least that a late generation, such as we presumably are, has particular need of the sketch, in order not to be strangled to death by inherited conceptions which preclude new births.... The sketch has direction, but no ending; the sketch as reflection of a view of life that is no longer conclusive, or is not yet conclusive.

Primitive peoples tried to annul death by portraying the human body--we do it by finding substitutes for the human body. Technology instead of mysticism!

In actual fact those who do not care for politics and sit on the fence do indeed side for a political party: The ruling party.