I belong rather to a more classical tradition of social analysis.
In the twentieth century, the repellent, harrowing disease that is made the index of a superior sensitivity, the vehicle of "spiritual" feelings and "critical" discontent, is insanity.
Lying is the most simple form of self-defence.
Images are more real than anyone could have supposed.
To paraphrase several sages: Nobody can think and hit someone at the same time.
A good book is an education of the heart. It enlarges your sense of human possibility what human nature is of what happens in the world. It's a creator of inwardness.