Were all moving, moving, moving. Isnt it nice?
An American is a complex of occasions, themselves a geometry of spatial nature.
Forgive me if I sleep until I wake up.
Atlantis will rise again.
I take space to be the central fact to man born in America. I spell it large because it comes large here. Large and without mercy.
You can do anything, really. And that, l think, is one of the exciting possibilities of the present, l swear, is the possibility that the goddamn thing can be modaled throughout.