The Car As We Know It Is

I Find Wholly Baffling The Widespread Belief Today That The Dropping Of The Hiroshima And Nagasaki Bombs Was An Immoral Act, Even Possibly A War Crime To Rank With Nazi Genocide.

I Would Sum Up My Fear About The Future In One Word: Boring. And That's My One Fear: That Everything Has Happened; Nothing Exciting Or New Or Interesting Is Ever Going To Happen Again... The Future Is Just Going To Be A Vast, Conforming Suburb Of The Soul.

I Take For Granted That For The Imaginative Writer, The Exercise Of The Imagination Is Part Of The Basic Process Of Coping With Reality, Just As Actors Need To Act All The Time To Make Up For Some Deficiency In Their Sense Of Themselves.

The Endless Newsreel Clips Of Nuclear Explosions That We Saw On Tv In The 1960s (were) A Powerful Incitement To The Psychotic Imagination, Sanctioning *everything*.

In The Post-warhol Era A Single Gesture Such As Uncrossing One's Legs Will Have More Significance Than All The Pages In War And Peace.