Language can't describe reality. Literature has no stable reference, no real meaning. Each reader's interpretation is equally valid, more important than the author's intention. In fact, nothing in life has meaning. Reality is subjective. Values and truths are subjective. Life itself is a kind of illusion. Blah, blah, blah, let's have another scotch.

Summary

This quote suggests that language is insufficient to fully depict reality and that literature is open to multiple interpretations, rendering any fixed meaning impossible. It further argues that personal interpretations hold more importance than the author's intended message. Additionally, the quote asserts that life lacks inherent meaning, as reality and truths are subjective. In a somewhat dismissive manner, the speaker concludes that life is illusory and turns to alcoholic indulgence.

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