...language is never innocent.
I have not a desire but a need for solitude.
Literature is the question minus the answer.
The author enters into his own death, writing begins.
There is only one way left to escape the alienation of present day society: to retreat ahead of it.
Ultimately, Photography is subversive, not when it frightens, repels, or even stigmatizes, but when it is pensive, when it thinks.