Epigraph

                      There is no other break in the
descent, since without that it’s all break
anyway. The purity is a question of
names. We are here to utter them. This is
a prayer. I have it now between my
teeth and my eyes, on my forehead. Know
the names. It is as simple as the purity
of sentiment: it is as simple
as that.
                      – J.H. Prynne, “Die a Millionaire”