I Wanted To Rub The Human Race

His Mother And Father Were Agnostics, And Jim Respected Devout Christians In The Same Way That He Respected People Who Were Members Of The Graf Zeppelin Club Or Shopped At The Chinese Department Stores, For Their Mastery Of An Exotic Foreign Ritual. Besides, Those Who Worked Hardest For Others, Like Mrs. Philips And Mrs. Gilmour And Dr. Ransome, Often Held Beliefs That Turned Out To Be Correct.

The Residents Had Eliminated Both Past And Future, And For All Their Activity, They Existed In A Civilized And Eventless World.

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. . .

If You're Against Globalisation, It Doesn't Achieve Much By Sort Of Bombing The Head Offices Of Shell Or Nestle. You Unsettle People Much More By Blowing Up An Oxfam Shop Because People Can't Understand The Motive.

There Is A British Pop Group Called God. At A Recent Book Signing The Lead Singer Introduced Himself And Gave Me A Cassette. I Have Heard The Voice Of God.