Sex Is The Mysticism Of Materialism.

I Don't Think That It Would Make The Slightest Difference To Life And To The Aspects Of Life That Interest Me If We Could Go To The Moon Tomorrow, Because I Think What Really Makes Life Interesting Is The Big Question "why?"

In The Beginning Was The Lie And The Lie Was Made News And Dwelt Among Us, Graceless And False.

I Am In A Slight Difficulty Because I Find Myself In A Minute Minority There, In That This Sputnik Didn't Either Interest Me Or Frighten Me, But That's Because I Don't, You See, Believe That The Circumstances Of Life Are The Important Thing.

History Will See Advertising As One Of The Real Evil Things Of Our Time. It Is Stimulating People Constantly To Want Things, Want This, Want That.

Sex Is The Mysticism Of Materialism.