Writing Is Saying To No One And

Every Walker Is A Guard On Patrol To Protect The Ineffable.

Previous Technologies Have Expanded Communication. But The Last Round May Be Contracting It. The Eloquence Of Letters Has Turned Into The Unnuanced Spareness Of Texts; The Intimacy Of Phone Conversations Has Turned Into The Missed Signals Of Mobile Phone Chat ... ('you're Breaking Up' Is The Cry Of Our Time).

[on The] Question Of Why We Might Want To Look At Images Even More Than The Real Thing: I Think There Is Some Quality When You Look At An Image Of, Not Only Seeing This Thing, Whether It's The Horse Or The Sky, But You Are Seeing Somebody Point At It And Say, Look!

There Is So Much Information That Our Ability To Focus On Any Piece Of It Is Interrupted By Other Information, So That We Bathe In Information But Hardly Absorb Or Analyse It. Data Are Interrupted By Other Data Before We've Thought About The First Round, And Contemplating Three Streams Of Data At Once May Be A Way To Think About None Of Them.

Violence Always Seems To Me The Worst Form Of Tyranny. It Deprives People Of Their Rights, Including The Right To Live.