"There is thus something that is destroying my thinking, a something which does not prevent me from being what I might be, but which leaves me, if I may say so, in abeyance. A something furtive which takes away from me the words which I have found."
--M. Antonin Artaud, Collected Works, 10-11
Tuesday, August 31, 2004
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