The bungalow had more to do with how Americans live today than any other building that has gone remotely by the name of architecture in our history.
I admire the abstract expressionists and pop artists so right now I'm referencing American '60s art and at the same time referencing Japanese manga culture.
High and low culture come together in all Post Modern art, and American poetry is not excluded from this.
I decided to take a stab at acting. I entered the American Academy of Dramatic Art, where one teacher told me I'd never make it - I was too tall.
The history of American art, in a way, begins with Jackson Pollock and his big paintings. This theme of bigness - all painters and sculptors have dealt with it ever since.
We can't forget what happened on May 4th, 1970, when four students gave up their lives because they had the American constitutional right of peaceful protest. They gave up their lives. And to sing that song in that spot on that anniversary was very e...
America's got a Darwin problem - and it matters. According to a 2009 Gallup poll taken on the 200th anniversary of Charles Darwin's birth, fewer than 40% of Americans are willing to say that they 'believe in evolution.'
It might be added, too, that it takes something more than preponderance of numbers to win a battle....
...there is no better time to examine and understand one’s selfhood than when it is dissected and hurtling through darkness.
For as soon as something becomes impossible it slipslides out of belief entirely, whether it’s true or not.
I believe in absolute honesty and sensible social lies.
His presence was stirring heat in all the wrong places and for all the wrong reasons.
It's harder to pick and choose when you're dead. It's like a photograph, you know. It doesn't matter as much.
So," he asked. "How's death?" "Hard," she said. "It just keeps going.
I'll show you an imaginative re-creation, my fist imaginatively re-creating your fucken face for starters.
The house smelled musty and damp, and a little sweet, as if it were haunted by the ghosts of long-dead cookies.
This country would get along much better if people learned how to suffer in silence.
Liberty," boomed Wednesday, as they walked to the car, "is a bitch who must be bedded on a mattress of corpses.
I believe that all men are just overgrown boys with deep problems communicating.
As sure as water's wet and days are long and a friend will always disappoint you in the end.
This is a roadside attraction,' said Wednesday. 'One of the finest. Which means it is a place of power.
