Characters paralyzed by the meaninglessness of modern life still have to drink water from time to time.
The America I love still exists at the front desks of our public libraries.
Historians in the future, in my opinion, will congratulate us on very little other than our clowning and our jazz.
Like so many Americans, she was trying to construct a life that made sense from things she found in gift shops.
All this happened, more or less.
My soul knows my meat is doing bad things, and is embarrassed. But my meat just keeps right on doing bad, dumb things.
Doesn’t anything socialistic make you want to throw up? Like great public schools, or health insurance for all?
That’s the secret of artistic unity. Anybody can achieve it, if he or she will make something with only one person in mind.
People have to talk about something just to keep their voice boxes in working order so they’ll have good voice boxes in case there’s ever anything really meaningful to say.
Our awareness is all that is alive and maybe sacred in any of us. Everything else about us is dead machinery.
Science is magic that works.
And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep.
If you can’t write clearly, you probably don’t think nearly as well as you think you do.
You are pooped and demoralised,” read Dwayne. “Why wouldn’t you be? Of course it is exhausting, having to reason all the time in a universe which wasn’t meant to be reasonable.
It is just an illusion here on Earth that one moment follows another one, like beads on a string, and that once a moment is gone, it is gone forever.
They do not love one another because they do not love themselves.
No art is possible without a dance with death.
He was a graduate of West Point, which is military academy that turns young men into homicidal maniacs for use in war.
Find a subject you care about and which you in your heart feel others should care about. It is this genuine caring, and not your games with language, which will be the most compelling and seductive element in your style.
So the America I loved still exists, if not in the White House or the Supreme Court or the Senate or the House of Representatives or the media. The America I love still exists at the front desks of our public libraries.