One has just been sent out as a biblical dove, has found nothing green, and slips back
into the darkness of the ark -- Kafka

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Other "Unnamable" Titbits

  • Agreed, agreed, I who am on my way, words bellying out my sails, am also that unthinkable ancestor of whom nothing can be said
  • In other words, they like other words, no doubt about it, silence once broken will never again be whole
  • But simply to discover, without further assistance from without, the alleviations of flight from self, that's all, he won't go far, he needn't go far
  • No need to think in order to despair
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