My belief is that "recluse" is a code word generated by journalists... meaning, "doesn't like to talk to reporters."

The general public has long been divided into two parts; those who think that science can do anything and those who are afraid it will.

Someday it'll all be done by machine. Information machines.

All the animals, the plants, the minerals, even other kinds of men, are being broken and reassembled every day, to preserve an elite few, who are the loudest to theorize on freedom, but the least free of all.

this is america, you live in it, you let it happen. let it unfurl.

You go from dream to dream inside me. You have passage to my last shabby corner, and there, among the debris, you’ve found life. I’m no longer sure which of all the words, images, dreams or ghosts are ‘yours’ and which are ‘mine.’ It’s past sorting out.

Information. What's wrong with dope and women? Is it any wonder the world's gone insane, with information come to be the only real medium of exchange?