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Human Beings Are Compelled To Live Within A Lie, But They Can Be Compelled To Do So Only Because They Are In Fact Capable Of Living In This Way. Therefore Not Only Does The System Alienate Humanity, But At The Same Time Alienated Humanity Supports This System As Its Own Involuntary Master Plan, As A Degenerate Image Of Its Own Degeneration, As A Record Of People's Own Failure As Individuals.

If By Believing You Mean Praying To An Anthropomorphic Deity Who Created The World And Half Controls It And Half Observes It, Then I Am Probably Not A Believer. But If You Mean That It Is Not All Accidental, That There Is A Mystery To Existence, A Deeper Meaning, That I Do Believe In.

It's Not Hard To Stand Behind One's Successes. But To Accept Responsibility For One's Failures... That Is Devishly Hard!

If We Are To Change Our World View, Images Have To Change. The Artist Now Has A Very Important Job To Do. He's Not A Little Peripheral Figure Entertaining Rich People, He's Really Needed.

Twenty Or Thirty Years Ago, In The Army, We Had A Lot Of Obscure Adventures, And Years Later We Tell Them At Parties, And Suddenly We Realize That Those Two Very Difficult Years Of Our Lives Have Become Lumped Together Into A Few Episodes That Have Lodged In Our Memory In A Standardized Form, And Are Always Told In A Standardized Way, In The Same Words. But In Fact That Lump Of Memories Has Nothing Whatsoever To Do With Our Experience Of Those Two Years In The Army And What It Has Made Of Us.