Fear is unnatural. Lightning and thunder are unnatural. Pain, death, reality, these are all unnatural. We can't bear these things as they are. We know too much. So we resort to repression, compromise and disguise. This is how we survive the universe. This is the natural language of the species.

It's healthier to reject certain cautions than fall in line.

What good is knowledge if it just floats in the air? It goes from computer to computer. It changes and grows every second of every day. But nobody actually knows anything.

Longing on a large scale makes history.

I used to think it was possible for an artist to alter the inner life of the culture. Now bomb-makers and gunmen have taken that territory.

We surrounded ourselves with smoke and loud noise. That's the way we chose to live. I'm prepared to defend it.

I am ashamed every day, and more ashamed the next.