If anyone proposes to believe, i.e., imagines himself to believe, because many good and upright people living here
on the hill have believed, i.e., have said that they believed (for no man can control the profession of another further than this; even if the other has endured, borne, suffered all for the Faith, an
outsider can not get beyond what he says about himself, for a lie can be stretched precisely as far as the truth — in the eyes of men, but not in the sight of God), then he is a fool, and it is essentially indifferent whether he believes
on account of his own and perhaps a
widely held opinion about what good and upright people believe, or believes a Münchausen.
Literally tearing apart these books —
widely published arbiters of authenticity — and reconstructing them into abstract two - dimensional works for the wall is, as Jones writes, «a means of creating a medium that communicates this feeling of being
on the outside, as well as providing a possible resolution to the search for a place of inclusion and identity as an
outsider.»