We live in a world ruled by fictions of every kind--mass merchandising, advertising, politics conducted as a branch of advertising..., the instant translation of science and technology into popular imagery, the increasing blurring and intermingling of identities within the realm of consumer goods, the preempting of any free or original imaginative response to experience by the television screen. We live inside an enormous novel. For the writer in particular it is less and less necessary for him to invent the fictional content of his novel. The fiction is already there. The writer's task is to invent the reality.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I am sure I do not know why the beauty of Monte Carlo should not satisfy more than it does. The bluest of all seas is nowhere blue...r than when you see it between the marble balustrades of the long white terrace before the casino, palms are nowhere greener than in that high garden which the mountain screen from every unkind breath, no colours could be more rich and various than those of the red and purple Alps that tower up behind the town, on whose summit such violent thunderstorms gather and break. But for me, at least, there was not at all the pleasure I had anticipated in this dazzling white and blue, these feathery palms and ragged Alps. ...I had a continual restless feeling that there was nothing at all real about Monte Carlo; that the sea was too blue to be wet, the casino too white to be anything but pasteboard, and that from their very greenness the palms must be cotton. ... in atmosphere and spirit the entire kingdom of Monaco is an extension of the casino.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Technology, like art, is a soaring exercise of the human imagination. Art is the aesthetic ordering of experience to express meani...ngs in symbolic terms, and the reordering of nature--the qualities of space and time--in new perceptual and material form. Art is an end in itself; its values are intrinsic. Technology is the instrumental ordering of human experience within a logic of efficient means, and the direction of nature to use its powers for material gain. But art and technology are not separate realms walled off from each other. Art employs techne, but for its own ends. Techne, too, is a form of art that bridges culture and social structure, and in the process reshapes both.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I may not be a great actress but I've become the greatest at screen orgasms. Ten seconds of heavy breathing, roll your head from s...ide to side, simulate a slight asthma attack and die a little.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and stanch he stands;... And the little toy soldier is red with rust, And the musket moulds in his hands. Time was when the little toy dog was new, And the soldier was passing fair; And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue Kissed them and put them there.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
And they wonder, as waiting the long years through In the dust of that little chair,... What has become of our Little Boy Blue, Since he kissed them and put them there.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
No more shall the war cry sever, Or the winding rivers be red:... They banish our anger forever When they laurel the graves of our dead! Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the Judgment Day:-- Love and tears for the Blue; Tears and love for the Gray.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Why make so much of fragmentary blue In here and there a bird, or butterfly,... Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye, When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »