It’s a Cinderella story, only at midnight she turns back into a fugitive.
The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it.
Evie says, “It’s not living alone if you keep a rifle under the bed.” I write: i know girls who say that about their dildos.
A sphinx. A mystery. A blank. Unknown. Undefined. Unknowable. Indefinable. Those were all the words Brandy used to describe me in my veils. Not just a story that goes and then, and then, and then, and then until you die.
The doorman leaned into my shoulder and said, “A lot of young people don’t know what they really want.
If there was a Hell, my mom said you’d go there for wearing fur coats or buying a cream rinse tested on baby rabbits by escaped Nazi scientists in France.
Please don’t feel hurt, Satan, but my parents raised me to believe you didn’t exist. My mom and dad said you and God were invented in the superstitious, backward pea brains of hillbilly preachers and Republican hypocrites.
The best fiction rises – yes, like a phoenix – out of the ashes of people’s sad, true disasters. We write in order to repeat the past.
I want you to know I won’t always be here,′ Fertility says, ’but I’ll always find you.
When it comes to choosing a savior, they won’t settle for just a human being.
The crap and the trash of the world. Post-consumer human butt wipe that no one would ever go to the trouble to recycle.
If she was going to die, Marla didn’t want to know about it.
I am John’s raging bile duct.
Everything you ever love will reject you or die.
The people I know who used to sit in the bathroom with pornography, now they sit in the bathroom with their IKEA furniture catalogue.
It’s pathetic how we can’t live with the things we don’t understand. How we need everything labeled and explained and deconstructed. Even if it’s for sure unexplainable. Even God.
Art, inspiration, love, they’re all so easy to dissect. To explain away.
When you just cannot stop working. When completing this one project is all you can imagine.
How is it you can keep mutating and still be the same deadly virus?
You met me at a very strange time in my life.