Bret Easton Ellis Quote
No, really Patrick. What do you want me to call you?King, I'm thinking. King, Evelyn. I want you to call me King. But I don't say this. Evelyn. I don't want you to call me anything. I don't think we should see each other anymore.But your friends are my friends. My friends are your friends. I don't think it would work, she says, and then, staring at a spot above my mouth, You have a tiny fleck on the top of your lip. Use your napkin.Exasperated, I brush the fleck away. Listen, I, know that your friends are my friends and vice versa. I've thought about that. After a pause I say, breathing in, You can have them.Finally she looks at me, confused, and murmurs, You're really serious, aren't you?Yes, I say, I am.But... what about us? What about the past? she asks blankly.The past isn't real. It's just a dream, I say. Don't mention the past.She narrows her eyes with suspicion. Do you have something against me, Patrick? And then the hardness in her face changes instantaneously to expectation, maybe hope.Evelyn, I sigh. I'm sorry. You're just... not terribly important... to me.
No, really Patrick. What do you want me to call you?King, I'm thinking. King, Evelyn. I want you to call me King. But I don't say this. Evelyn. I don't want you to call me anything. I don't think we should see each other anymore.But your friends are my friends. My friends are your friends. I don't think it would work, she says, and then, staring at a spot above my mouth, You have a tiny fleck on the top of your lip. Use your napkin.Exasperated, I brush the fleck away. Listen, I, know that your friends are my friends and vice versa. I've thought about that. After a pause I say, breathing in, You can have them.Finally she looks at me, confused, and murmurs, You're really serious, aren't you?Yes, I say, I am.But... what about us? What about the past? she asks blankly.The past isn't real. It's just a dream, I say. Don't mention the past.She narrows her eyes with suspicion. Do you have something against me, Patrick? And then the hardness in her face changes instantaneously to expectation, maybe hope.Evelyn, I sigh. I'm sorry. You're just... not terribly important... to me.
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