“I’ve always admired poets. They’re
the last pure artists. Nobody buys the stuff. All they have are
themselves and a piece of paper.” - John Baldessari
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Baldessari
The real end of the world is the destruction of the spirit; the other kind depends on the insignificant attempt to see whether after such a destruction the world can go on. ‒ Karl Kraus
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