Vulgar, but not as vulgar as Louis Vuitton, thought Sherman.

In this country, there’s nothing daring about going against the government.

In ordinary perception, the senses send an overwhelming flood of information to the brain, which the brain then filters down to a trickle it can manage for the purpose of survival in a highly competitive...

The term most people use to describe Lewis is patrician, and he does have that air. He’s very much part of a social network. He does know a wide range of people in the upper...

Natural gas is not as dangerous when it is out in the open. But when it gets trapped, like it did in the house, you’ve got a potential bomb.

On Wall Street he and a few others – how many? three hundred, four hundred, five hundred? had become precisely that… Masters of the Universe.

A Man In Full

What do you mean, blindly? That baby is a very sentient creature… That baby sees the world with a completeness that you and I will never know again. His doors of perception have not yet...

He is politically a real maverick. It’s very idiosyncratic, and I mean that in a good way.

The bonfire of the vanities.

Frankly, these days, without a theory to go with it, I can’t see painting.

worked so far out beyond the frontiers of conventional studio art that they have no names themselves for the forms they create.

Your self…is other people, all the people you’re tied to, and it’s only a thread.

They are a very prominent name in the bromeliad business, and they were long before coming to the U.S.

You were going to win when I wrote it anyway,

My parents must have had tough decisions to make, but I was never called on to bear witness to their anxiety. To some people that might sound like repression, but I think repression can be...

We had a lot of torn up gas lines during Ivan. … And we tried to operate off of radios that kept going out. I’ve worked by flashlight for both Ivan and Dennis.

They were Archer’s second set of children an d paragons of contemporary teenage cynicism. They enjoyed setting fire to the tails of tender thoughts.

Kenny Smith and I started working on a grant after Ivan. We finally got it and now we are ready for the worst. We never lost water after Ivan, but it got close. It made...

To a man of sixty… one of the grimmest reminders of the Reaper’s approach comes when his doctors, the people who have attended to his body for decades, begin retiring on him… or dying on...

There has been a time on earth when poets had been young and dead and famous – and were men. But now the poet as the tragic child of grandeur and destiny had changed. The...

A cult is a religion with no political power.

You can’t go home again.

Can’t nobody make us do a thang once we git hard against it. And if anybody don’t like that, you don’t have to explain a thang to’m. All you got to say is, ‘I’m Charlotte...

We really believe that we can continue to separate ourselves as a company and deliver a different level of service by being closer to our dealers in the marketplaces.

In Sleep we lie all naked and alone, in Sleep we are united at the heart of night and darkness, and we are strange and beautiful asleep; for we are dying the darkness and we...

The surest cure for vanity is loneliness.

Le Corbusier was the sort of relentlessly rational intellectual that only France loves wholeheartedly, the logician who flies higher and higher in ever-decreasing concentric circles until, with one last, utterly inevitable induction, he disappears up...

In the northeast nobody knew what was going on in NASCAR,

Loneliness wasn’t just a state of mind, was it? It was tactile. She could feel it. It was a sixth sense, not in some fanciful play of words, but physically. It hurt… it hurt like...

I Am Charlotte Simmons

We are now in the Me Decade – seeing the upward roll of the third great religious wave in American history.

One belongs to New York instantly. One belongs to it as much in five minutes as in five years.

(W)hat I write when I force myself is generally just as good as what I write when I’m feeling inspired. It’s mainly a matter of forcing yourself to write.

Stone was the most prominent architect in America, and he decided that the modernist movement in architecture — in other words, the parade of glass boxes that marched across America — had become exhausted, not...

That’s not the end of the world! This is the time to cut loose! To really learn about everything! To learn about guys, to really get to know them! Really find out what goes on...

Ed Doctorow is a great guy, a wonderful writer, great company – he’s just being fashionable, that’s all. In this country, there’s nothing daring about going against the government.

Not “Seeing is Believing,” you ninny, but “Believing is Seeing.” For modern art has become completely literary: the paintings and other works exist only to illustrate the text.

Art is not eternal.

This beach is verboten for people practically 50 years old,

It’s great to be a part of the greatest jackoff in history.

I think it’s the only completely American sport that there is. Most of the team sports are a variation on the old medieval tournaments, but stock car racing is so American. It’s astounding to me...

Radical Chic, after all, is only radical in Style; in its heart it is part of Society and its traditions – Politics, like Rock, Pop, and Camp, has its uses.

A person has all sorts of lags built into him, Kesey is saying. One, the most basic, is the sensory lag, the lag between the time your senses receive something and you are able to...

The New York Times bestseller list only has four categories. There ought to be a fifth category for autobiography. Or perhaps we should call it handicapped nonfiction.

What was it – this implacable remoteness, this inability to surrender herself to the warmth and comradely feelings of others? Could being an academic star, being applauded over and over again as a prodigy, take...

Tell me some of those stories. I could always do Part 2.

Is not this the true romantic feeling – not to desire to escape life, but to prevent life from escaping you?

[H]e could see the island of Manhattan off to the left. The towers were jammed together so tightly, he could feel the mass and stupendous weight.Just think of the millions, from all over the globe,...

It was a scary situation. I don’t know why it (house) didn’t explode with the car on top of the gas meter. The meter on the house was disintegrated.