Au revoir, jewelled alligators and white hotels, hallucinatory forests, farewell.

The catastrophe story, whoever may tell it, represents a constructive and positive act by the imagination rather than a negative one, an attempt to confront the terrifying void of a patently meaningless universe by challenging it at its own game. [. . .] Each one of these fantasies represents an arraignment of the finite, an attempt to dismantle the formal structure of time and space which the universe wraps around us at the moment we first achieve consciousness.

Unhappy parents teach you a lesson that lasts a lifetime.

So he left the lagoon and entered the jungle again, within a few days was completely lost, following the lagoons southward through the increasing rain and heat, attacked by alligators and giant bats, a second Adam searching for the forgotten paradises of the reborn Sun.

I felt the pressure of imagination against the doors of my mind was so great that they were going to burst.

A widespread taste for pornography means that nature is alerting us to some threat of extinction.

Across the communication landscape move the specters of sinister technologies and the dreams that money can buy.