Sunday, November 18, 2007

Every moment of one's existence one is growing into more or retreating into less. One is always living a little more or dying a little bit.

The sickness of our times for me has been just this damn thing that everything has been getting smaller and smaller and less and less important, that the romantic spirit has dried up, that there is no shame today.... We're all getting so mean and small and petty and ridiculous, and we all live under the threat of extermination.

"Hip, Hell, and the Navigator" in Western Review No. 23 (Winter 1959); republished in Conversations with Norman Mailer
(1988) edited by J. Michael Lennon.

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