Sunday, 19 January 2014

J. G. Ballard: High Rise


Let the psychotics take over. They alone understood what was happening.

In a sense life in the high-rise had begun to resemble the world outside - there were the same ruthlessness and agression concealed within a set of polite conventions.

Within half an hour almost all the women were drunk, a yardstick Laing had long used to measure the success of a party

"One rule in life", he murmured to himself. "If you can smell garlic, everything is all right".

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