Try Managing A Junkie - Especially If

Our Culture Has Become Something That Is Completely And Utterly In Love With Its Parent. It's Become A Notion Of Boredom That Is Bought And Sold, Where Nothing Will Happen Except That People Will Become More And More Terrified Of Tomorrow, Because The New Continues To Look Old, And The Old Will Always Look Cute.

Don't Kill The Golden Goose.

I Always Feel More Comfortable In Chaotic Surroundings. I Don't Know Why That Is. I Think Order Is Dull. There Is Something About This Kind Of Desire For Order, Particularly In Anglo Saxon Cultures, That Drive Out This Ability For The Streets To Become A Really Exotic, Amorphous, Chaotic, Organic Place Where Ideas Can, Basically, Develop.

The Popularity Of Punk Rock Was, In Effect, Due To The Fact That It Made Ugliness Beautiful.

The Thing About Paris, It's A Great City For Wandering Around And Buying Shoes And Nursing A Cafe Au Lait For Hours On End And Pretending You're Baudelaire. But It's Not A City Where You Can Work.