Many men on the point of an edifying death would be furious if they were suddenly restored to health. - Cesare Pavese

What's got into your head? That I'm returning to my origins? The important things I have in my blood and nobody is going to take them away. I'm here to drink a bottle of my wine and sing a little–with anybody.

Narrating incredible things as though they were real—old system; narrating realities as though they were incredible—the new.

Even then he had those piercing cat's eyes of his and when he had said something, finished up by saying: "If I'm wrong, put me right." And so I began to understand that you didn't speak for the sake of speaking, to say that you had done this or that, what you had eaten or drunk, but to work out an idea, to find out what makes the world go round.