In 1984 the French magazine Science Fiction commissioned a text from J. G. Ballard in which he summed up his personal and artistic credo. Here is a sample, with thanks to Barbara Cuerden for sending it through:
I believe in the impossibility of existence, in the humour of mountains, in the absurdity of electromagnetism, in the farce of geometry, in the cruelty of arithmetic, in the murderous intent of logic. I believe in the non-existence of the past, in the death of the future, and the infinite possibilities of the present. I believe in the body odors of Princess Di. I believe in the next five minutes. I believe in anxiety, psychosis and despair. I believe in the death of the emotions and the triumph of the imagination. I believe in Tokyo, Benidorm, La Grande Motte, Wake Island, Eniwetok, Dealey Plaza.