FW in point

"Just this: not text, but texture; not the dream
But topsy-turvical coincidence,
Not flimsy nonsense, but a web of sense."
-Nabokov, Pale Fire

this is FW in point. sensical nonsense, comprehensible nonsense and yet i cannot make sense of it.

though i do like Thomas's idea of picking out something on each page. no i probably wont do that no worries, no stealing