If The Novel Is Dying, I See

Only One Person In A Thousand Knows The Trick Of Really Living In The Present. Most Of Us Spend Fifty-nine Minutes An Hour Living In The Past, With Regret For Lost Joys Or Shame For Things Badly Done (both Utterly Useless And Weakening) Or In A Future Which We Either Long For Or Dread. . . . There Is Only One Minute In Which You Are Alive, This Minute, Here And Now. The Only Way To Live Is By Accepting Each Minute As An Unrepeatable Miracle. Which Is Exactly What It Is-a Miracle And Unrepeatable.

Jealousy, The Most Hideous Emotion Any Human Being Ever Suffers, Has Nothing To Do With The Mind. Or Not At First.

Fear Is The Deep Motive Of Abstract Art - Fear Of A Repellent Civilization Which Is Dominated By The Power Of Things. ... Who Can Be Surprised If, More Sensitive Than The Others, The Artist Is Terrified By The Power Things Have Acquired Over Us?

Great Advertising Is The Expression Of Deep Emotional Sincerity.

... I Used Words Without Precautions. I Wanted To Disappear Into Them, I Fled Into The Bovaryism Of The Writer Trying To Create An Effect.