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“This dance (so I imagined) is what formed reality itself—Reagan’s America, Gorbachev’s Soviet Union—and the dancers’ mutually blind position was like an engine, driving the world on.”
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“In a way, the eggs are the most contemporary thing in the painting.”
This movie deals with the epidemic of the way we live now. / What an inane card player. And the age may support it. / Each time the rumble of the age / Is an anthill in the distance.
“I notice that I haven’t noticed the skyscrapers, that they’ve seemed only natural. It’s a question of overall scale.”
I saw Margarito Duarte, after twenty-two years, on one of the narrow secret streets in Trastevere, and at first I had trouble recognizing him because he spoke halting Spanish and had the appearance of an old Roman.
“Having worn my camouflage for leisure, / having fed upon a shale bed’s vapors”
“Nothing is more flattering to an artist than the illusion that he is a secret revolutionary.”