Fun fact: The United Nations building in New York City is the only place in all of North America where smoking is still permitted indoors.
Compromise is said to be the way of the world and yet I find myself feeling sick trying to accept what it has done to me.
Claire put scientifically enhanced popcorn in the microwave oven. I never feel like I'm putting food in one of these things, she then says, entering with beeps, the time-set into the LED. It feels mor...
At least when you're young you're also stupid.
Anna-Louise leans over and whispers in my ear. This is so surreal, she says, I think I'm turning into a melting clock.
And when you do find this letter, you know what? Something extraordinary will happen. It will be like a reverse solar eclipse - the sun will start shining down in the middle of the night, imagine that...
Yet how often is it that we are rescued by a stranger, if ever at all? And how is it that our lives can become drained of the possibility of forgiveness and kindness - so drained that even one small a...
What I will tell you, son of sons, is this: shortly, if not already, you will begin noticing the blackness inside us all. You will develop black secrets and commit black actions. You will be shocked a...
We threw chew toys to Misty, Mom’s golden retriever that she bought two years ago secondhand. Misty was supposed to be a seeing-eye dog, but she failed her exam because she’s too affectionate. It’s a...
To bring order into this jangled sphere man must find its centre Marshall McLuhan
Time, Baby - so much, so much time left until the end of my life - sometimes I go crazy at how slowly time passes yet how quickly my body ages. But I shouldn't allow myself to think like this. I have...
This is not ambition. This is desperation.
These were citizens who, never having bothered to awaken to the technological and psychic changes in their world, hadn't bothered to defend themselves, hadn't bothered to build walls or plan counterat...
There are a number of things a woman can tell about a man who is roughly twenty-nine years old,sitting in the cab of a pickup truck at 3:37 in the afternoon on a weekday, facing the Pacific,writing fu...
Their talk was endless, compulsive, and indulgent, sometimes sounding like the remains of the English language after having been hashed over by nuclear war survivors for a few hundred years.
The whole Silicon Valley is oxymoronic—geeky and rich and hip.
The sixties are like a theme park to them. They wear the costume, buy their tickets, and they have the experience.
The new world lies before her eyes like an opened chest of treasure, a flock of birds over Africa, a thousand TVs all playing at once.
The modern world is devoted to vanishing species, vanishing weather and vanishing capacity for wonder.
The best part of my life is gone, and what remains is whizzing past so quickly I feel like I'm Krazy-Glue'ed onto a mechanical bull of a time machine.