23 05 22

I had been wanting to keep a journal of one week of living in New York and every detail of everything that happened at work, home and in the community, to see if recording everything about living in the city would be illuminating funny or useful because it would be about money, work, politics and sex.

Everything you or I or anybody says always seems 100% wrong sometimes, unless you keep forcing it to be closer to the truth, kids have sharper memories till they learn to use the language well and then there is always all that prevaricating and the language begins to lie loosely once more : can I say this ? I got very angry…

« Introduction »
United Artists Books 1984
p. 13–14