The poet, the artist, the sleuth, whoever sharpens our perception tends to antisocial; rarely 'well adjusted,' he cannot go along with currents and trends.

Our electrically-configured world has forced us to move from the habit of data classification to the mode of pattern recognition. We can no longer build serially, block-by-block, step-by-step, because instant communication insures that all factors of the environment and of experience co-exist in a state of active interplay.

Except for light, all other media come in pairs, with one acting as the "content" of the other, obscuring the operation of both.

The winner is one who knows when to drop out in order to get in touch.

One matter Englishmen don't think in the least funny is their happy consciousness of possessing a deep sense of humor.

We look at the present through a rear view mirror. We march backwards into the future.

I don't want them to believe me, I just want them to think.