I am trying like Klee, to create something that will have a life of its own, that can put me in real danger, a danger which I willingly take on myself.

The simplest questions are the most difficult.

I think if a writer is not endeavoring to expand and alter consciousness in himself and in his readers, he is not doing much of anything. It is precisely words, word lines, lines of words and images, and associations connected with these word and image lines in the brain, that keep you in present time, right where you are sitting now.

Smash the control images. Smash the control machine.

When all lies, deceit, pretense is stripped away, what remains? The truth of a painting, or a book or a man.

If you wish to alter or annihilate a pyramid of numbers in a serial relation, you alter or remove the bottom number. If we wish to annihilate the junk pyramid, we must start with the bottom of the pyramid: the Addict in the Street, and stop tilting quixotically for the "higher ups" so called, all of whom are immediately replaceable. The addict in the street who must have junk to live is the one irreplaceable factor in the junk equation. When there are no more addicts to buy junk there will be no junk traffic. As long as junk need exists, someone will service it.

Once the law starts asking questions, there's no stopping them.