People hurried past, the others of the street, endless anonymous, twenty-one lives per second, race-walking in their faces and pigments, sprays of fleetest being.

We live in an age of rapid mass media, television, Internet. They determine our tempo, not books.

People hurried past, the others of the street, endless anonymous, twenty-one lives per second, race-walking in their faces and pigments, sprays of fleetest being.

For most people, there are only two places in the world. Where they live and their TV set. If a thing happens on television, we have every right to find it fascinating, whatever it is.

I slept for four years. I didn't study much of anything. I majored in something called communication arts.

The less important you are in an office, the more they expect the happy smile.

In our world we sleep and eat the image and pray to it and wear it too.