“In a world where nearly everything that passes for art is tinny and commercial and often, in addition, hollow and academic, I argue--by reason and by banging the table--for an old-fashioned view of what art is and does and what… — John Champlin Gardner Jr Copy Share Image
“tedium is the worst pain. the mind lays out the world in blocks, and the hushed blood waits for revenge. all order, i've come… — John Champlin Gardner Jr Copy Share Image
“they hacked down trees widening rings around their central halls and blistered the land with peasant huts and pigeon fences till the forest looked… — John Champlin Gardner Jr Copy Share Image
“I have eaten several priests. They sit on the stomach like duck eggs.” — John Champlin Gardner Jr Copy Share Image
“Standing on an open hill, I imagine muffled footsteps overhead.” — John Champlin Gardner Jr Copy Share Image
“I look down past the stars to a terrifying darkness. I seem to recognize the place, but it's impossible. "Accident," I whisper. I will… — John Champlin Gardner Jr Copy Share Image
“I should have cracked his skull mid song and sent his blood spraying out wet through the mead hall like a shocking change of… — John Champlin Gardner Jr Copy Share Image
“In a world where nearly everything that passes for art is tinny and commercial and often, in addition, hollow and academic, I argue--by reason… — John Champlin Gardner Jr Copy Share Image
