Norman Mailer In His Writings

Dissimulation, Secretiveness, Appear A Necessity To The Melancholic. He Has Complex, Often Veiled Relations With Others. These Feelings Of Superiority, Of Inadequacy, Of Baffled Feeling, Of Not Being Able To Get What One Wants, Or Even Name It Properly (or Consistently) To Oneself — These Can Be, It Is Felt They Ought To Be, Masked By Friendliness, Or The Most Scrupulous Manipulation.

I Love To Read The Way People Love To Watch Television.

The History Of Art Is A Sequence Of Successful Transgressions.

I Envy Paranoids; They Actually Feel People Are Paying Attention To Them.

The Only Interesting Answers Are Those That Destroy The Questions.