People will begin to explore all the sidestreets of sexual experience, but they will do it intellectually. . . . Sex won't take place in the bed, necessarily--it'll take place in the head!

All you do is get on and start pedaling . . .

Most writers flinch at the thought of being completely honest about themselves. So absolute honesty is what marks the true modern.

During the 1960s, the Shanghai of my childhood seemed a portent of the media cities of the future, dominated by advertising and mass circulation newspapers and swept by unpredictable violence.

Sooner or later, everything turns into television.

After being bombarded endlessly by road-safety propaganda it was almost a relief to find myself in an actual accident.

Yet she felt an impostor, and already the mask had begun to bite into her face.