Art Exists Because Reality Is Neither Real

But I Wouldn't Recommend Writing. You Can Be A Successful Writer And Never Meet Another Soul. I'm Not Sure That's A Good Thing.

Hell Is Out Of Fashion --institutional Hells At Any Rate. The Populated Infernos Of The 20th Century Are More Private Affairs, The Gaps Between The Bars Are The Sutures Of One's Own Skull. . .

The Only Truly Alien Planet Is Earth.

When The Modern Movement Began, Starting Perhaps With The Paintings Of Manet And The Poetry Of Baudelaire And Rimbaud, What Distinguished The Modern Movement Was The Enormous Honesty That Writers, Painters And Playwrights Displayed About Themselves. The Bourgeois Novel Flinches From Such Notions.

I Suspect That Many Of The Great Cultural Shifts That Prepare The Way For Political Change Are Largely Aesthetic. A Buick Radiator Grille Is As Much A Political Statement As A Rolls Royce Radiator Grille, One Enshrining A Machine Aesthetic Driven By A Populist Optimism, The Other Enshrining A Hierarchical And Exclusive Social Order.