Many of the younger generation know my name in a vague way and connect it with grotesque inventions, but don't believe that I ever existed as a person. They think I'm a nonperson, just a name that signifies a tangled web of pipes or wires or strings that suggest machinery. My name to them is like a spiral staircase, veal cutlets, barber's itch — terms that give you an immediate picture of what they mean.

It just happened that the public happened to, uh, appreciate the satirical quality of these crazy things.

And during my college, at the end of the junior year I worked in a mine.

I didn't write because in the corps I took mining engineering of all things and, you know, they, they graduate a mining engineer as a sort of an illiterate.

Yeah, yeah. I, I don't think I'm always right. But I don't think young people are always right, either.

I wonder how anybody can think his personality changes with his success. I've had quite a bit of success but I feel that I'm just the same person as I always was.

No matter how thin you slice it it's still baloney.