Monday, November 16, 2015

"The lovely thing about the unsayable is that it is unsaid. As soon as it is said, it is sayable and loses all its mystery and ambiguity. Art exists so that the unsayable can be said without having to actually say it. We cloud it in secrecy and obsfucation. The mid is free to roam and all things can be imagined, under the cover of darkness. How nice that is. How tired we are of having things explained to us. Of having things said."

-Nick Cave