As any car freak will tell you, the old models are the most beautiful, even if they aren’t the most efficient. People who sacrifice beauty for efficiency get what they deserve.
The loony legacy of money was that the arithmetic by which things were measured had become more valuable than the things themselves.
It is better to be small, colorful, sexy, careless, and peaceful...
Who knows how to make love stay? Tell love you are going to the Junior’s Deli on Flatbush Avenue in Brooklyn to pick up a cheesecake, and if love stays, it can have half.
Funny how we think of romance as always involving two, when the romance of solitude can be ever so much more delicious and intense.
Society had a crime problem. It hired cops to attack crime. Now society has a cop problem.
The Middle Ages hangs over history’s belt like a beer belly. It is too late now for aerobic dancing or cottage cheese lunches to reduce the Middle Ages. History will have to wear size 48 shorts forever.
Though February lay about her shoulders like a cloak of lead.
I’ve sucked way too much cement for this year. Bad juju rising off them city sidewalks. I need to babble with a brook or two, inhale starlight, make friends with some trees.
Solace? That’s why God made fermented beverages and the blues.
It’s hard to say who’s a greater threat to the world, an ambitious CEO with a big ad budget or a crafty cleric with an obsolete Bible verse.
We only rise above mediocrity when there’s something at stake. p. 174.
Reality whistles a different tune underwater.
In the end, perhaps we should simply imagine a joke; a long joke that’s continually retold in an accent too thick and strange to ever be completely understood. Life is that joke my friends. The soul is the punch line.
Love is dope, not chicken soup.
This did not annoy Amanda for it had long been her theory that human beings were invented by water as a device for transporting itself from one place to another.
I do not know why the dead do not come back to life. Perhaps death is so wonderful, in ways we cannot comprehend, that they prefer it over and above their friends and loved ones, although I am inclined to doubt that be the case.
What an electric heater perched upon the rim of the bathtub of the world that dead Jesus was.
Alone, the world offers itself freely to us. To be unmasked, it has no choice.
Some marriages are made in heaven, Mine was made in Hong Kong, by the same people who make those little rubber pork chops they sell in the pet department at Kmart.