I Have Few Illusions: The Cause Is

The Present Reeks Of Mediocrity And The Atom Bomb.

I Detest My Past, And Anyone Else's. I Detest Resignation, Patience, Professional Heroism And Obligatory Beautiful Feelings. I Also Detest The Decorative Arts, Folklore, Advertising, Voices Making Announcements, Aerodynamism, Boy Scouts, The Smell Of Moth Balls, Events Of The Moment, And Drunken People.

A Thing Which Is Present Can Be Invisible, Hidden By What It Shows

I Think We Are Responsible For The Universe, But That Doesn't Mean We Decide Anything.

If The Dream Is A Translation Of Waking Life, Waking Life Is Also A Translation Of The Dream.