"It was a cold dream in which I wandered shivering through branching corridors, trying every door I came to, thinking that the next one would surely be the Door into Summer” — Robert A. Heinlein, The Door Into Summer
"Writing has nothing to do with meaning.It has to do with landsurveying and cartography, including the mapping of countries yet to come.” — A Thousand Plateaux, Gilles Deleuze and Felix Guattari
No generation is interested in art in quite the same way as any other; each generation, like each individual, brings to the contemplation of art its own categories of appreciation, makes its own demands upon art, and has its own uses for art. — T. S. Eliot
“I thought of a labyrinth of labyrinths, of one sinuous spreading labyrinth that would encompass the past and the future and in some way involve the stars.” ― Jorge Luis Borges, The Garden of Forking Paths