People Do Not Choose A Career; The

The Enormous Room Seems To Me To Be The Book That Has Nearest Approached The Mood Of Reckless Adventure In Which Men Will Reach The White Heat Of Imagination Needed To Fuse The Soggy Disjointed Complexity Of The Industrial Life About Us Into Seething Fluid Of Creation. There Can Be No More Playing Safe.

Walt Whitman's A Hell Of A Lot More Revolutionary Than Any Russian Poet I've Ever Heard Of.

I Never See The Dawn That I Don't Say To Myself Perhaps.

But What's The Good Of Freedom? What Can You Do With It? What One Wants Is To Live Well And Have A Beautiful House And Be Respected By People.

This Ain't A War... It's A Goddam Whorehouse.