As individuals and as a nation, we now suffer from social narcissism. The beloved Echo of our ancestors, the virgin America, has been abandoned. We have fallen in love with our own image, with images of our making, which turn out to be images of ourselves.
Daniel J. BoorstinThe world of crime is a last refuge of the authentic, uncorrupted, spontaneous event.
Daniel J. BoorstinIn our world of big names, curiously, our true heroes tend to be anonymous. In this life of illusion and quasi-illusion, the person of solid virtues who can be admired for something more substantial than his well-knownness often proves to be the unsung hero: the teacher, the nurse, the mother, the honest cop, the hard worker at lonely, underpaid, unglamorous, unpublicized jobs.
Daniel J. BoorstinWhile knowledge is orderly and cumulative, information is random and miscellaneous.
Daniel J. Boorstin