There's an official way of doing things. In what ways can it be questioned? In the official way! …say officials.

Revolutionary praxis chiasmus!

'Whatever I can steal.'

—So there can be something perverse about criticism.

In a way, criticism looks to unmake what has been made, so that it can understand how it works.

Where an artist has worked, criticism unworks.

In general, characters don't talk enough about each other. They react less than people do.

'I think this is very much the way Americans are given to speak—not in some dismay that they haven't another way to speak, but, rather, that they feel that they, perhaps more than any other group of people upon the earth at this moment, have had both to imagine and thereby to make that reality which they are then given to live in.'

There is something conditional about grammatical necessity, but failure to satisfy the relevant conditions rarely has results as settled or as exhaustive as the alternatives, 'makes sense', or 'nonsense', suggest. Instead, the results are usually open, various, sometimes unsettled. Art relies somehow on this openness. In this respect the artist is something like the person in the Tractatus (6.422) subject to an ethical law. Faced with a grammatical necessity, '… must…', an artist's first thought is: 'and what if I don't?'. And then they try it out.

The shoots melt the snow around them with their own heat.