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“I wasn't interested in "saying" anything in my work. The only thing I could use my works to say is "I don't want to say things!" I couldn't say anything beyond that. I didn't give a damn if one character was another or not - I couldn't even remember who my characters were! And I couldn't understand why anyone would read me. I honestly thought I was writing the most unreadable stuff around.”
― Kathy Acker

“So many people we vaguely knew died or disappeared the weeks we were there—car accidents, AIDS, murders, overdoses, run over by a truck, fell into vats of acid or maybe were pushed—that the amount for funeral wreaths on Chloe’s Visa was almost five thousand dollars. I looked really great.”
― Bret Easton Ellis, Glamorama

“The basic principle of the counterculture began as communality but ended as the horde, the most primitive entity in social history. The horde is prey to superstition and panic. It looks for leaders but ruthlessly slays them, then reveres them as ancestral spirits. As a survival response to its own flood of anarchic energies, the horde automatically generates cults and cultic belief.”
― Camille Paglia

“I woke up in the morning,
Blood was on the sheet,
I looked at all the women,
When I passed them in the street.
Nobody sings about it
But it happens all the time.

I met an old old woman
Who made my blood run cold.
You don't stop wanting sex, she said,
Just because you're old.
Oh nobody sings about it,
but it happens all the time.

I could be glad of the change of life,
But it makes me feel so strange.
If your life is being wanted
Do you want your life to change?

Oh nobody sings about it,
but it happens all the time.

Do you want your skin to wrinkle
And your cunt get sore and dry?
And they say it's just your hormones
If you cry and cry and cry.
Oh nobody sings about it,
but it happens all the time.”
― Caryl Churchill