To The Militant, Identity Is Everything.

My Skull Is Crammed With Quotations.

Surrealism In Painting Amounted To Little More Than The Contents Of A Meagerly Stocked Dream World: A Few Witty Fantasies, Mostly Wet Dreams And Agoraphobic Nightmares.

I'm Not Interested In Giving Aid And Comfort To The Neo­-conservatives.

The Public Voice In The Theater Today Is Crude And Raucous, And, All Too Often, Weak-minded.

There Is An Aggression Implicit In Every Use Of The Camera.