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I Don't Know, Now, When I First Looked At Hella And Found Her Stale, Found Her Body Uninteresting, Her Presence Grating. It Seemed To Happen All At Once—i Suppose That Only Means That It Had Been Happening For A Long Time.

But It Was Not The Room’s Disorder Which Was Frightening; It Was The Fact That When One Began Searching For The Key To This Disorder, One Realized That It Was Not To Be Found In Any Of The Usual Places. For This Was Not A Matter Of Habit Or Circumstance Or Temperament; It Was A Matter Of Punishment And Grief.

Life Is More Important Than Art; That's What Makes Art Important.

Precisely At The Point When You Begin To Develop A Conscience You Must Find Yourself At War With Your Society.

Hatred Is Always Self Hatred, And There Is Something Suicidal About It.