I feel that I've had enough theoretical speculation to last me a lifetime.

There are some elements in life - above all, sexual pleasure - about which it isn't necessary to have a position.

Kindness, kindness, kindness. I want to make a New Year's prayer, not a resolution. I'm praying for courage.

Modern discussions of the possibility of tragedy are not exercises in literary analysis; they are exercises in cultural diagnostics, more or less disguised.

One could plausibly argue that it is for quite sound reasons that the whole capacity for sexual ecstasy is inaccessible to most people - given that sexuality is something, like nuclear energy, which may prove amenable to domestication through scruple, but then again may not.

... one of art photography's most vigorous enterprises--[is] concentrating on victims, on the unfortunate--but without the compassionate purpose that such a project is expected to serve.

A thing is a thing, not what is said of that thing.