If this book has made any point clear, I hope it’s that things don’t have to be real to be true. Or vice versa.
He read me extracts from a medical journal describing the progress of a staphylococcus aureus infection. And then he pleasured me with a potato.
If our shallow, self-critical culture sometimes seems to lack a sense of the numinous or spiritual it’s only in the same way a fish lacks a sense of the ocean.
I just wanted all the wars to be over so that we could spend the money on starships and Mars colonies.
Then I reminded myself that all intelligent children suffer bad dreams.
Writers and artists build by hand little worlds that they hope might effect change in real minds, in the real world where stories are read. A story can make us cry and laugh, break our hearts, or make us angry enough to change the world.
But a far more virulent strain survived. It’s having sex with your thoughts. You’ll give birth to increasingly more monstrous ideas.
It’s always the same with lost people; you start out looking for them, and you end up losing yourself.
The interior of our skulls contains a portal to infinity.
It’s salt. Why don’t you sprinkle some on me, honey? Aren’t I just good enough to eat?
No matter how shitty things are, you can always get a song out of it.
Ours is an overpopulated, under educated, shithole in the throes of mass extinctions – it’s a wonderful world.
So I sang out the barbarous words – karaoke from Hell.
Before it was a Bomb, the Bomb was an Idea. Superman, however, was a Faster, Stronger, Better Idea.
I see now the virtue in madness, for this country knows no law nor any boundary. I pity the poor shades confined to the Euclidean prison that is sanity
Enough madness? Enough? And how do you measure madness? – The Joker
Madness is born in the blood. It is my birthright.
One must commit acts of the highest treason only when dressed in the most resplendent finery.
Sometimes I feel like I’m writing pornography in the notebook of the gods.