A spy, like a writer, lives outside the mainstream population. He steals his experience through bribes and reconstructs it.

Every writer knows he is spurious; every fiction writer would rather be credible than authentic.

And the ideologies trailed after these impossible events like condemned prisoners, as ideologies do when they've had their day. Because they have no heart of their own. They're the whores and angels of our striving selves.

I can't think of anybody worse to live with.

Let's die of it before we're too old.

We've had enough." He took back the report and jammed it under his arm. "We've had a bellyful, in fact." "And like everyone who's had enough," said Control as Alleline noisily left the room, "he wants more.

America has entered one of its periods of historic madness, but this is the worst I can remember.