Cyberheaven
Why then the world’s mine oyster / Which I with sword will open.
There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.
True translation is transparent: it does not obscure the original, does not stand in its light, but rather allows pure language.
The head that will become a skull is already empty. Madness is the déjà-là of death.
“No grand idea was ever born in a conference, but a lot of foolish ideas have died there.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald
“We read, frequently if not unknowingly, in search of a mind more original than our own.” ––Harold Bloom
“Time is a river which sweeps me along, but I am the river.” ––Jorge Luis Borges
“Science can amuse and fascinate us all, but it is engineering that changes the world.” —Isaac Asimov