England has the most sordid literary scene I've ever seen. They all meet in the same pub. This guy's writing a foreword for this person. They all have to give radio programs, they have to do all this just in order to scrape by. They're all scratching each other's backs.

Sexual arousal results from the repetition and impact of image.

Jesus Christ said 'by their fruits ye shall know them,' not by their disclaimers.

The nonconformist here may be "beat down" by life but still has a beauty in his or her longing for freedom and for an awakening of the mind.

[Political movements] both favor alcohol and are against pot.

There's a boy across the river with an ass like a peach; alas I was no swimmer and lost my Clementine.

The self is like a pimping blackmailing chauffeur who gets you from here to there on word lines.