Kraus Project

One of the consolations of dying... Seriously, the world is changing so quickly that if you had any more than 80 years of change I don't see how you could stand it psychologically.

Depression presents itself as a realism regarding the rottenness of the world in general and the rottenness of your life in particular.

An ink bottle, which now seems impossibly quaint, was still thinkable as a symbol in 1970.