I maintain myself on the puppet drug of personal technology. Every touch of a button brings the neural rush of finding something I never knew and never needed to know until it appears at my anxious fi...
I have only a bare working knowledge of the human brain but it's enough to make me proud to be an American.
I feel artificially myself. I'm someone who's supposed to be me.
I don’t like not believing. I’m not at peace with it. I take comfort when others believe. Karen thinks God is here. Like walkin’ and talkin’. I want others to believe, you see. Many believers everywhe...
I don't want to do the type of writing where I recite biography, parentage and education. I want to rise up from the words on the page and do something, hurt someone.
I am the false character that follows the name around.
I am a bad actor.Not for me or my camera. I see the person, not some idea he wants to make himself into.I'm all idea today.I definitely don't see it.I'm playing the idea of death. Look closely, he sai...
How much myth do we build into our experience of time?
How do we stand with others when the things that separate us are imposed at birth, when the separation haunts us and follows us day and night?
He'd once told me that the art of getting ahead in New York was based on learning how to express dissatisfaction in an interesting way. The air was full of rage and complaint. People had no tolerance...
He said, The word for moonlight is moonlight.
He liked to talk about the anatomy of racecars, motorcycles, hunting rifles, how things work, and she liked to listen. It was a mark of the distance between them that she listened so eagerly, the pere...
He liked the fact that the cars were indistinguishable from each other. He wanted such a car because he thought it was a platonic replica, weightless for all its size, less an object than an idea. But...
He had ambitions on my behalf and more or less at my expense. This is the custom among men who have failed to be heroes; their sons must prove that the seed was not impoverished.
He had a good vocabulary except when he was talking to someone.
Haven't you felt it? The loss of autonomy. The sense of being virtualized. The devices you use, the ones you carry everywhere, room to room, minute to minute, inescapably. Do you ever feel unfleshed?A...
For most people, there are only two places in the world. Where they live and their TV set. If a thing happens on television, we have every right to find it fascinating, whatever it is.
Eye contact was a delicate matter. A quarter second of a shared glance was a violation of agreements that made the city operational.
Everything's a scandal. Dying's a scandal. But we all do it.
Everything that goes on in your whole life is a result of molecules rushing around somewhere in your brain.