Junk journalism is the evidence of a society that has got at least one thing right, that there should be nobody with the power to dictate where responsible journalism begins.
The results of the divorce between truth and human beings can be most graphically observed in politics.
An artist is the magician put among men to gratify – capriciously – their urge for immortality.
To be an artist at all is like living in Switzerland during a world war. To be an artist in Zurich, in 1917, implies a degree of self-absorption that would have glazed over the eyes of Narcissus.
I know the British press is very attached to the lobby system. It lets the journalists and the politicians feel proud of their traditional freedoms while giving the reader as much of the truth as they think is good for him.
Public postures have the configuration of private derangement.
A circle is the longest distance to same point.
The names for things don’t come first. Words stagger after, hopelessly trying to become the sensation.
Childhood is Last Chance Gulch for happiness. After that, you know too much.
Fantasy flows in where fact leaves a vacuum.
You can’t treat royalty like people with normal perverted desires.
Hotel rooms inhabit a separate moral universe.
He says his aim is poetry. One does not aim at poetry with pistols. At poets, perhaps.
I love love. I love having a lover and being one. The insularity of passion. I love it. I love the way it blurs the distinction between everyone who isn’t one’s lover.
You think human nature is a beast, that it must be put in a cage. But it’s the cage that makes the animal bad.
Carnal embrace is the practice of throwing one’s arms around a side of beef.
Seduced her? Every time I turned round she was up a library ladder. In the end I gave in. That reminds me – I spotted something between her legs that made me think of you.
Death followed by eternity the worst of both worlds. It is a terrible thought.
Nowadays, an artist is someone who makes art mean the things he does.
The colours red, blue and green are real. The colour yellow is a mystical experience shared by everybody.