I have said many times before, interactivity is the equivalent of radioactivity. For interactivity effects a kind of disintegration, a kind of rupture.

The speed of light does not merely transform the world. It becomes the world. Globalization is the speed of light.

Science, which is not so attached to 'truth' as it once was, but more to immediate 'effectiveness', is now drifting towards a decline, it's civic fall from grace.

There are eyes everywhere. No blind spot left. What shall we dream of when everything becomes visible? We'll dream of being blind.

Digital messages and images matter less than their instantaneous delivery; the shock effect always wins out over the consideration of the informational content.

Speed now illuminates reality whereas light once gave objects of the world their shape.

The invention of the ship was also the invention of the shipwreck.

To regain our liberty (and our distance), we must slow the images down.

How can we live if there is no more here and everything is now?

Images contaminate us like viruses.

Today, everything is about speed and real time. We are no longer concerned with real space.

Too pretty, dreamlike mimicry!O falling fire and piercing cryand panic, and a weak mailed fistclenched ignorant against the sky!

Birthdays were made for going wild over the people we think are amazing.

The good things that happen to us were meant to happen, and the bad things that happen are lessons meant to teach us to be better.

Fart for freedom, fart for liberty—and fart proudly.

According to the Bank of England the economy is growing too fast so interest rates must rise to counter the supposed inflationary threat.

Whatever direction your life takes, your underlying themes remain. Discover and explore your themes to open the way for rich creative development.

Francia don’t look too convinced. I never seen arms so crossed.

The hardest part is starting. Once you get that out of the way, you'll find the rest of the journey much easier.

I think that anyone who's pushed to do the very best that they can is privileged. It's a luxury.

A flowerless room is a soulless room, to my way of thinking; but even a solitary little vase of a living flower may redeem it.