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Cease to address, by way of the child that confronts you, the humiliated and degraded man he must finally become. Enough of this 'You'll understand later on', and 'When you're a grown-up', to the very person in whose eyes, at this very moment, and irremediably, you are degrading yourself.

As long as the door is closed, all is well. To open it is a serious matter: it is to unleash two hordes, one against the other, it is to risk being caught up in the fray. Far from being a convenience, the door is a terrible instrument which must be made use of only knowingly and according to proper rites, and which must be surrounded by every magical protection.

I feel sorry for those who have not, at least once ... dreamt of turning into one ... of the nondescript objects that surround them: a table, a chair, an animal, a tree-trunk, a sheet of paper. They have no desire to get out of their skins, and this peaceable contentment, untroubled by any curiosity, is a tangible sign of the insupportable bumptiousness that is the most obvious prerogative of the majority of mankind.

The storytellers have not realised that the Sleeping Beauty would have awoken covered in a thick layer of dust; nor have they envisaged the sinister spiders' webs that would have been torn apart at the first movement of her red tresses. (Bataille)

"DUST. - The storytellers have not realised that the Sleeping Beauty would have awoken covered in a thick layer of dust..."

Superb Kafka piece.

The Da Costa stuff is actually hilarious. A welcome respite.

Sun cults in the Alps.