To de-animalize human mentality, to purge it of obsolete evolutionary characteristics, in particular of death,... which foreknowledge terrorizes the contents of skulls with, is the fundamental project of technology;LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
One idea is enough to organize a life and project it Into unusual but viable forms, but many ideas merely... Lead one thither into a morass of their own good intentions.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Although I mean it, and project the meaning As hard as I can into its brushed-metal surface,... It cannot, in this deteriorating climate, pick up Where I leave off.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Though it seems improbable on the face of it You must master the huge retards and have faith in the slow... Blossoming of haystacks, stairways, walls of convolvulus, Until the moon can do no more. Exhausted, You get out of bed. Your project is completed Though the experiment is a mess.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I wish to come to know you get to know you all Let your belief in me and me in you stand tall... Just like a project of which no one tells Or do ya still think that I'm somebody else?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
For most visitors to Manhattan, both foreign and domestic, New York is the Shrine of the Good Time. "I don't see how you stand it,..." they often say to the native New Yorker who has been sitting up past his bedtime for a week in an attempt to tire his guest out. "It's all right for a week or so, but give me the little old home town when it comes to living." And, under his breath, the New Yorker endorses the transfer and wonders himself how he stands it.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Humanity has passed through a long history of one-sidedness and of a social condition that has always contained the potential of d...estruction, despite its creative achievements in technology. The great project of our time must be to open the other eye: to see all-sidedly and wholly, to heal and transcend the cleavage between humanity and nature that came with early wisdom.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Manhattan. Sometimes from beyond the skyscrapers, across the hundreds of thousands of high walls, the cry of a tugboat finds you i...n your insomnia in the middle of the night, and you remember that this desert of iron and cement is an island.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
He is, I think, already pondering a magisterial project: that of buggering the English language, the ultimate revenge of the colon...ialised.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »