Bret Easton Ellis. Glamorama (№ 481)

- So, you mean to tell me that we can no longer trust my own eyes All we see is fake? That the terms of only one lie? And that all believe it?
But it is a fact, says Palace.
- Where is the truth? - I shouted.
- It does not exist, Victor, says Palace. Or rather, several.
- Then how do we live?
- To change, - he shrugs shoulders. - To prepare.
- What? For the better? For the worse?
- Perhaps, at the present time these concepts is meaningless.
- But why? - I howl. Why?
Because now nobody cares about such trifles says Palace - the Situation has changed.