“A word is elegy to what it signifies.”

“Forms disappear, words remain, to signify the impossible.”

“There is no elegy for those who have been dispossessed of their anger--what remains is a future carved out of banality instead of blood.”

“What they signified was precious, but what they were was not.”

“There was no energy of a narrative in my family, not even the fervour of an elegy.”

“The fateful law of human semiotics is this: that of all the objects in the entire Cosmos which the sign-user can apprehend through the conjoining of signifier and signified (word uttered and thing beheld), there is one which forever escapes his comprehension--and that is the sign-user himself...The self of the sign-user can never be grasped, because, once the self locates itself at the dead center of its world, there is no signified to which a signifier can be joined to make a sign. The self has no sign of itself. No signifier applies. All signifiers apply equally.”