To Enjoy Enduring Success We Should Travel

The Only Thing In The World Worth A Damn Is The Strange, Touching, Pathetic, Awesome Nobility Of The Individual Human Spirit.

As I Holed Up In The City Of Angels, I Was Also Aware Of A Comforting Feeling Of Anonymity. In The World's Biggest Third-class City I Could Pass Unnoticed. I Spoke The Language. I Was Familiar With The Currency. I Could Drink The Water. I Could Almost Breathe The Air, Late April Air, Compounded Of Interesting Hydrocarbons.

My Purpose Is To Entertain Myself First And Other People Secondly.

I Am Wary Of The Whole Dreary Deadening Structured Mess That We Have Built Into Such A Glittering Top-heavy Structure That There Is Nothing Left To See But The Glitter, And The Brute Routines Of Maintaining It.

New York Is Where It Is Going To Begin, I Think. You Can See It Coming. The Insect Experts Have Learned How It Works With Locusts. Until Locust Population Reaches A Certain Density, They All Act Like Any Grasshoppers. When The Critical Point Is Reached, They Turn Savage And Swarm, And Try To Eat The World. We're Nearing A Critical Point. One Day Soon Two Strangers Will Bump Into Each Other At High Noon In The Middle Of New York. But This Time They Won't Snarl And Go On. They Will Stop And Stare And Then Leap At Each Others