On the level of simple sensation and mood, making love surely resembles an epileptic fit at least as much as, if not more than, it does eating a meal or conversing with someone.

Fear of sexuality is the new, disease-sponsored register of the universe of fear in which everyone now lives.

Writing is a mysterious activity.

For those who live neither with religious consolations about death nor with a sense of death (or of anything else) as natural, death is the obscene mystery, the ultimate affront, the thing that cannot be controlled. It can only be denied.

America was founded on a genocide, on the unquestioned assumption of the right of white Europeans to exterminate a resident, technologically backward, colored population in order to take over the continent.

Mad people = People who stand alone and burn. I'm attracted to them because they give me permission to do the same.

The public voice in the theater today is crude and raucous, and, all too often, weak-minded.