Radical Chic, after all, is only radical in Style; in its heart it is part of Society and its traditions.

They were...well, Beautiful People! - not 'students', 'clerks', 'salesgirls', 'executive trainees' - Christ, don't give me your occupation-game labels! We are Beautiful People, ascendant from your robot junkyard.

The attitude is we live and let live. This is actually an amazing change in values in a rather short time and it's an example of freedom from religion.

Miami is a melting pot in which none of the stones melt. They rattle around.

There was a time in the 1930s when magazine writers could actually make a good living. 'The Saturday Evening Post' and 'Collier's' both had three stories in each issue. These were usually entertaining, and people really went for them. But then television came along, and now of course, information technology...the new way of killing time.

I was sitting in my office when someone called to tell me two light planes had collided with the World Trade Centre. I turned on my television, before long there was this procession of people of all kinds, walking up the street. What I remember most was the silence of that crowd; there was no sound.

Not long after I published my first book, I quickly found I was terrible at being interviewed.