Los Angeles Is A Constellation Of Plastic.

I Was Now At A University In New York, A Professor Of Existential Psychology With The Not Inconsiderable Thesis That Magic, Dread, And The Perception Of Death Were The Roots Of Motivation.

The Horror Of The Twentieth Century Was The Size Of Each New Event, And The Paucity Of Its Reverberation.

So You Come Soon To Power, But You Have Merely Inherited The Crisis And Yours Is The Profit Of Cancer.

Tough Guys Don't Dance. You Had Better Believe It.

The Great Power In America Is The Corporations - We`re A Corporate Country. We`re Run By A Ceo And The Stockholders Have Very Little To Say On How The Corporation Is Run. Fine, The Board Of Directors Run It And The Stockholders Can Just Be Disgruntled, But Who Gives A Damn?