You ever wonder when god’s coming back with a lot of barbecue sauce?
Of all the priceless objects left behind, this is what we rescue. These artifacts. Memory cues. Useless souvenirs. Nothing you could auction. The scars left from happiness.
Just for the record, how I feel right now is very terrific.
You couldn’t have small, dying children in a movie without really bringing everyone down, but you can in comics.
Just let your hand drop; and let fate decide for you.
There’s still a thousand places I haven’t gone to die.
So here I am. This is as good as it gets. Take it or leave it.
It’s my petty fear of personal rejection that allows so many true evils to exist. My cowardice enables atrocities.
Skinny guys fight till they’re burger.
Just let yourself be broken and humiliated. Just your whole life, keep telling people, I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry...
A knife, it felt like a knife, and I’d discovered that despite everything that’s happened, I still had an endless untapped potential for getting hurt.
Just for the record, the weather today is increasing turmoil with a possible physical and emotional breakdown.
People die’, she says. ‘People tear down houses. But furniture, fine, beautiful furniture, it just goes on and on, surviving everything.’ She says, ’Armoires are the cockroaches of our culture.
She’s so thin she’s either dying or rich.
Somehow people have been sold on the idea that only professionals can entertain them, that only professionals can sing or tell jokes. And people are cut out of this creativity loop, and creativity is being limited to these large, centralized voices.
If you take my stuff apart, you’ll find my choruses of repetitions are picked up almost verbatim from Kurt Vonnegut, and my distanced fracture quality is all from Amy Hempel, who’s probably my favourite writer.
Tyler gets me a job as a waiter, after that Tyler’s pushing a gun in my mouth and saying, the first step to eternal life is you have to die.
Our culture has made us all the same. No one is truly white or black or rich, anymore. We all want the same. Individually, we are nothing.
I am a writer and the greatest compliment I can get is to know that I’ve contributed language to the culture, that I’ve defined something, given it a name. So I think that is one of the great things a writer can do.
Yes, these are bruises from fighting and I’m okay with that.