“Confidentiality is the nature of all governments. Of course you may say, the government will always want to communicate the good news; things which bring satisfaction, cheer, help or pleasure to voters. And of course, you are right, governments are not masochists by nature.”

The media … is like an oil painting. Close up, it looks like nothing on Earth. Stand back and you get the drift.

Blood sport is brought to its ultimate refinement in the gossip columns.

I sometimes compare press officers to riflemen on the Somme — mowing down wave upon wave of distortion, taking out rank upon rank of supposition, deduction and gossip.

An ounce of application is worth a ton of abstraction.

The ability to communicate with everybody, regardless of who are you are, is a great thing.

You can shut down a service, and yet people will find ways to communicate.

It’s the consciousness that has come into us from other experiences and our consciousness that we remain aware of when we leave our bodies and they communicate with us through dreams, and even through drawings which I do a lot of work with myself.

The writer labors in isolation, yet all that intensive, lonely work is in the service of communicating, is an attempt to reach another person.

Consciousness is non-local and does not depend on words to communicate.

Each one of us is alone in the world. He is shut in a tower of brass, and can communicate with his fellows only by signs, and the signs have no common value, so that their sense is vague and uncertain.

I do think that art that doesn’t communicate is useless.