In Almost Everything I've Written There Is

The Ultimate Obscenity Is Not Caring, Not Doing Something About What You Feel, Not Feeling! Just Drawing Back And Drawing In; Becoming Narcissistic.

Every Superstate Has One Iron Rule: Logic Is An Enemy And The Truth Is A Menace.

I Was Deeply Interested In Conveying What Is A Deeply Felt Conviction Of My Own. This Is Simply To Suggest That Human Beings Must Involve Themselves In The Anguish Of Other Human Beings. This, I Submit To You, Is Not A Political Thesis At All. It Is Simply An Expression Of What I Would Hope Might Be Ultimately A Simple Humanity For Humanity's Sake.

Emmies, For Example, Most Of That's Bullshit. Oscars Are Even Worse. We Have A Strange, Terrible Affliction In This Town. Everybody Walks Around Bent-backed From Slapping Each Other On The Backs So Much. It Looks Like Arthritis But It Isn't. It's Hunger For Recognition. And It's Sort Of Like, Well, I'll Scratch You This Time If You'll Scratch Me Next Time. That Kind Of Thing.

I Think I Would Like To Be In Victorian Times. Small Town. Bandstands. Summer. That Kind Of Thing. Without Disease.