Junk is the ultimate merchandise. The junk merchant does not sell his product to the consumer, he sells the consumer to the product. He does not improve and simplify his merchandise, he degrades and simplifies the client. William S.

I think there are innumerable gods. What we here on earth call God is a little tribal God who has made an awful mess. Certainly forces operating through human consciousness control events. William S.

 

Paranoia means having all the facts. William S.

You know a real friend? Someone you know will look after your cat after you are gone.

Junk is the ideal product … the ultimate merchandise. No sales talk necessary. The client will crawl through a sewer and beg to buy.

 

The face of ‘evil’ is always the face of total need.

 

My characters are quite as real to me as so-called real people; which is one reason why I’m not subject to what is known as loneliness. I have plenty of company.