Cultural institutions by and large share one primary objective: herd control. Even when ostensibly benign, their propensity for manipulation, compartmentalization, standardization and suppression of potentially disruptive behavior or ideas, has served to freeze the evolution of consciousness practically in its tracks.

Cries for help are frequently inaudible.

I started writing when I was 5 years old. I would dictate stories to my mother, and she would copy them in a scrapbook. If she changed anything to make it, in her opinion, better, I would throw a tantrum.

The first time that she spread her legs for him it had been like opening her jaws for the dentist.

My paintings are very strange - large and empty, like walls. Just the opposite of my writing, which is rich and juicy.

A lot of aspiring writers are all ready to write a novel, but they don't know how to write sentences.

Listen, I've been sick ever since I started working here, but today I'm well and I won't be in anymore.