March 31, 2011

opening the tombs we would discover that all the dead have fled

March 26, 2011

a past as close
or as distant
as any present
Would technology exist if we weren't riddled with fear?

March 15, 2011

I was in hospital once. There was a man in another ward, dying of throat cancer. In the silences I could hear his screams continually. That's the only kind of form my work has.
Samuel Beckett