With the sound of gusting wind in the branches of the language trees of Babel, the words gave way like leaves, and every reader glimpsed another reality hidden in the foilage.
~ Andrei Codrescu
Nosferatu is the daddy of modern American sex.
Our secrets, odd or not, are the pins that keep our inner life in place: the inform our psyche with meaning.
The fact is we all know that there exists in the world an order different from that in which we pass our days. If we reveal its existence people think that we are crazy.
It is the job of the market to turn the base material of our emotions into gold.
Most artists don't get paid for what they do, and they are lucky if they can persuade a friend to let them show something at a kid's birthday party.
