Ordinary language is all right.
One could divide humanity into two classes:
those who master a metaphor, and those who hold by a formula.
Those with a bent for both are too few, they do not comprise a class.
Listening today I could have sworn that I was hearing a song on The Low End Theory, near the end, for the first time ever. Yet I've certainly heard the couple few songs after it over and over again, and the songs before it too. This hole alarms me a little, but I am consoled a bit at having also noticed lots of small things about the other songs on the record, which I haven't played in quite a while.
Why does my eye feel bulgy. No.
I intended to write here that Music for 18 Musicians makes me feel like I must micturate, but I fear that would give the wrong impression. I feel like like I must micturate.
'These are days when no one should rely unduly on his "competence." Strength lies in improvisation. All the decisive blows are struck left-handed.'
'Quotations in my work are like wayside robbers who leap out, armed, and relieve the idle stroller of his conviction.'
'First principle of wooing: to make oneself sevenfold; to place oneself sevenfold about the woman who is desired.'
'To be happy is to be able to become aware of oneself without fright.'
'My feelings about you are now those of anger and indignation; and they enable me to tell you a lot of things straight from the shoulder, without my usual tongue tied round-aboutness.
You might as well take all your own literature and everyone else's and toss it into one of those big garbage trucks of the Sanitation Department, so long as the people with the top-cream minds and the "finer" sensibilities use those minds and sensibilities not to make themselves more humane human beings than the average person, but merely as a means of ducking responsibility toward a better understanding of their fellow men, except theoretically - which doesn't mean a God damned thing.'
Love is no comforter, rather a nail in the skull