My Pleasures Disappeared With My Vices.

And Silence, Like Darkness, Can Be Kind; It, Too, Is A Language.

It Seemed To Me That The Real Philosophical Breakthroughs Of The 20th Century Were In Terms Of The Understanding Of Language. What Is Language? Where Does It Come From, How Does It Work, What Does It Do?

How Disturbing It Is That Our Illusions Are Often Our Most Important Beliefs.

One Would Hope, As Well That Intimacy Would Leave More Of A Mark, That More Of It Would Remain. But It Doesn’t. You Just End Up Thinking, Who Is This Person?

My Guess Is That She Is Uncomfortable In Such An Intransigent World But Is Unable To Live Accordingly To Her Own Desire.