Friday, January 02, 2004

"England has done one thing; it has invented and established public opinion, which is an attempt to organize the ignorance of the community, and to elevate it to the dignity of physical force." --Oscar Wilde

"Man's greatest epic, his four long battles with the advancing ice of the great continental glaciers, has vanished from human memory without a trace." --Loren Eiseley

"The reality that interests me is strange and flickering and haunting." --Russell Hoban, The Medusa Frequency

To be a philosopher, to be a chessboard, to be a sunset, to be a statue, to be a poem, to be a wind, to be a leaf--not to love.

Story idea. A writer wanting to exploit his tragedy--but can't.

Why don't i get them all in the same room together, & tear me apart like Orpheus?

The hour of dawn is a place i inhabit, in my organometallic way. i know all its lights. It is a dangerous place, but a place with rules. Its walls are made of pain, but its roof is made of music. The hour of dawn borrows me, for as long as it needs, to see.

12 29 03

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