“Meaning begins in the words, in the action, continues in your head and ends nowhere. There is no end to meaning. Meaning which is resolved, parcelled, labelled and ready for export is dead, impertinent, and meaningless.”
–H. Pinter (letter to Peter Wood 3/30/58
KENYON , III,, Sp. 1981)
“Goldberg and McCann? Dying, rotting, scabrous, the decayed spiders, the flowers of our society. They know their way around.
Our mentors. Our ancestry. Fuck ’em.”
–H. Pinter
The constant murmur of stars.