And later my macabre joy sours and I’m weeping for myself, unable to find solace in any of this, crying out, sobbing I just want to be loved, cursing the earth and everything I have been taught:
And as the elevator descents, passing the second floor, and the first floor, going even father down, I realize that the money doesn't matter. That all that does is that I want to see the worst
A young girl, a freshman, I met in a bar in Cambridge my junior year at Harvard told me early one fall that Life is full of endless possibilities. I tried valiantly nog to choke on the beer nuts I was...
A great numb feeling washes over me as I let go of the past and look forward to the future. Pretend to be a vampire. I don't really need to pretend, because it's who I am, an emotional vampire. I've j...
¿Qué es lo peor que te ha pasado, Jimmy?, lee fuera de cuadro alguien que hace el papel de una chica llamada Claire. El amor incondicional, responde el chico, y el personaje de Jimmy se vuelve con fin...
She is searching for a rational analysis of who I am, which is, of course, an impossibility: there … is … no … key.
My mind reeling with the concept that a human being, a man, could feel pride over sodomizing another man,
In New Jersey this evening, an Irish band called U2 who were on the cover of Time magazine last week.
If another round of Bellinis comes within a twenty-foot radius of this table we are going to set the maître d’ on fire.
He looked at me with such vehemence that I felt like a blip, a fart, in the course of his life.
But hey, she works in a video rental store and since it’s such a demanding high-powered profession her bitchy behavior is completely reasonable, right? The
And like in a movie I appear in front of the D'Agostino's, sale's clerks beckoning for me to enter, and I'm using an expired coupon for a box of oat-bran cereal and the girl at the checkout counter--b...
And just as the table is about to finally ignore him, to look away and start eating, he sits up and loudly says, pointing an accusing finger at his plate, It moved! Timothy glares at him with a contem...
Why not? she asks petulantly. Give me one good reason we shouldn’t. Because trying to fuck you is like trying to French-kiss a very … small and … lively gerbil? I tell her. I don’t know. Yes? she says...
This was sending me out so much further than I had ever expected: a place beyond strength.
She laughs and looks out the window and I think for a minute that she's going to start to cry. I'm standing by the door and I look over at the Elvis Costello poster, at his eyes, watching her, watchin...
Price. You're priceless.
On the plane leaving Tokyo I’m sitting alone in back twisting the knobs on Etch-A-Sketch and Roger is next to me singing Over the Rainbow straight into my ear, things changing, falling apart, fading,...
On my way over to Park Avenue to find a cab I pass an ugly, homeless bum-- a member of the genetic underclass-- and when he softly pleads for change, for anything, I noticed the Barnes & Noble book ba...
I’m tired, William. I’m tired of you. I’m tired of these parties. I’m tired. The tone of your voice could have fooled me, he says, taking my arm roughly. Just smile, okay? Just until we get past the p...