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This is a depressed man's statement. It wouldn't pass as a general judgement about the human condition. If emotions and internal mental states were truly inaccessible as some philosophers and depressed romantics preach, then the whole enterprise of art, literature, and language would've been less than obsolete; they wouldn't even exist

“No one feels another's grief, no one understands another's joy. People imagine they can reach one another. In reality they only pass each other by”. — Franz Schubert

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Style is the answer to everything. A fresh way to approach a dull or dangerous thing, To do a dull thing with style is preferable to doing a dangerous thing without it, To do a dangerous thing with style is what I call art. Bullfighting can be an art, Boxing can be an art, Loving can be an art, Opening a can of sardines can be an art. Not many have style. Not many can keep style. I have seen dogs with more style than men, Although not many dogs have style. Cats have it with abundance. When Hemingway put his brains to the wall with a shotgun, That was style. Or sometimes people give you style Joan of Arc had style, John the Baptist, Christ, Socrates, Caesar, García Lorca. I met men in jail with style. I met more men in jail with style than men out of jail. Style is the difference, a way of doing, a way of being done. Six herons standing quietly in a pool of water, or you walking out of the bathroom, naked, without seeing me.

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