Sooner Or Later, All Games Become Serious.

Medicine Was Certainly Intended To Be A Career. I Wanted To Become A Psychiatrist, An Adolescent Ambition Which, Of Course, Is Fulfilled By Many Psychiatrists.

The Car As We Know It Is On The Way Out. To A Large Extent, I Deplore Its Passing, For As A Basically Old-fashioned Machine, It Enshrines A Basically Old-fashioned Idea: Freedom.

But I Wouldn't Recommend Writing. You Can Be A Successful Writer And Never Meet Another Soul. I'm Not Sure That's A Good Thing.

Electronic Aids, Particularly Domestic Computers, Will Help The Inner Migration, The Opting Out Of Reality. Reality Is No Longer Going To Be The Stuff Out There, But The Stuff Inside Your Head. It's Going To Be Commercial And Nasty At The Same Time.

We Live In A World Ruled By Fictions Of Every Kind - Mass Merchandising, Advertising, Politics Conducted As A Branch Of Advertising, The Instant Translation Of Science And Technology Into Popular Imagery, The Increasing Blurring And Intermingling Of Identities Within The Realm Of Consumer Goods, The Preempting Of Any Free Or Original Imaginative Response To Experience By The Television Screen. We Live Inside An Enormous Novel.