A major disorientation

I'm reading Independence Day at the moment; quite slowly, because it doesn't really suit being a 'bedtime book'. Anyway, here's one of my favourite paragraphs so far:

Joe may be verging on a major disorientation here - a legitimate rent in the cloth. This actually appears in textbooks: Client abruptly begins to see the world in some entirely new way he feels certain, had he only seen it earlier, would've directed him down a path of vastly greater happiness - only (and this, of course, is the insane part) he inexplicably senses that way's still open to him; that the past, just this once, doesn't operate the way it usually operates. Which is to say, irrevocably.

From Independence Day by Richard Ford.

Re-writes

"Re-write it", he says. "I want colour," he says, "I want drive and beauty and humble, human warmth and ecstasy, and all the tender, sad emotion of your sweet womanly heart, " he says, "and I want it in fifteen words."

From The Space Merchants by Frederik Pohl & C.M.Kornbluth