Interpretation is the revenge of the intellectual upon art.

In the final analysis, style is art. And art is nothing more or less than various modes of stylized, dehumanized representation.

Books are funny little portable pieces of thought.

I do not think white America is committed to granting equality to the American Negro. This is a passionately racist country; it will continue to be so in the foreseeable future.

Existence is no more than the precarious attainment of relevance in an intensely mobile flux of past, present, and future.

Anything in history or nature that can be described as changing steadily can be seen as heading toward catastrophe.