We are not dead but asleep, dreaming of ourselves.

Under fun's new administration, writing fiction becomes a way to go deep inside yourself and illuminate precisely the stuff you don't want to see or let anyone else see, and this stuff usually turns out (paradoxically) to be precisely the stuff all writers and readers share and respond to, feel.

...logical validity is not a guarantee of truth.

Nuclear weapons and TV have simply intensified the consequences of our tendencies, upped the stakes.

This might be one way to start talking about differences between the early postmodern writers of the fifties and sixties and their contemporary descendants.

People, unless they're paying attention, tend to confuse fanciness with intelligence or authority.

It seems important to find ways of reminding ourselves that most "familiarity" is meditated and delusive.