Sex Times Technology Equals The Future.

People, Particularly Over-moralistic Americans, Have Often Seen Me As A Pessimist And Humourless To Boot, Yet I Think I Have An Almost Maniacal Sense Of Humour. The Problem Is That It's Rather Deadpan.

I Accepted That A New Kind Of Hate Had Emerged, Silent And Disciplined, A Racism Tempered By Loyalty Cards And Pin Numbers. Shopping Was Now The Model For All Human Behaviour, Drained Of Emotion And Anger.

'what Was Being On The Moon Literally Like?' [. . .] 'being On The Moon?' His Tired Gaze Inspected The Narrow Street Of Cheap Jewellery Stores, With Its Office Messengers And Lottery Touts, The Off-duty Taxi-drivers Leaning Against Their Cars. 'it Was Just Like Being Here.'

Maybe You Are A Poet And A Dreamer, But Don't You Realize That Those Two Species Are Extinct Now?

Science And Technology Multiply Around Us. To An Increasing Extent They Dictate The Languages In Which We Speak And Think. Either We Use Those Languages, Or We Remain Mute.