I’ve always hated your fucking nagging.’ ‘It’s not nagging, it’s for compassion.’ ‘Right. I won’t be coming back here, Eva. You’re such a drag now. It’s your age. Is it the menopause that’s making you...
I’d send Eleanor a dignified note. Then I’d have to fall out of love with her. That was the rough part. Everything in life is organized around people falling in love with each other. Falling is easy;...
I was falling in love with myself. Not that beauty, or life itself, means much if you’re in a room on your own. Heaven is other people.
He remembered, though, that his favorite servant had been sacked for kitchen misdemeanors; once for making toast by lying on his back and suspending bread from between his toes over a flame, and on a...
Doesn’t civilisation mean keeping your temper when there is no reason for restraint?
Desire, like the dead or an unpleasant meal, would keep returning--it was ultimately indigestible.
Clothes and accessories were a person’s creativity; how someone looked was always a free decision, like a brushstroke on a painting.
And silence, like darkness, can be kind; it, too, is a language
You’re smart enough to recognize that the subjects of migraines and cats never fail with the women. Lead the old girl toward the mint tea.
You know, when you end a relationship and say you fell out of love, you actually mean you were never really in love. The past is a river, not a statue.
Without parents who had time for her, at an early age she had made herself self-sufficient.
The questions had become: What can we forgive in others? How far do they have to go before we lose faith in them?
That’s where the public like their artists—exposed, trousers down, arse up, doing a long stretch among serial killers, and shitting in front of strangers. That’ll teach ’em to think their talent makes...
Surely you’ve noticed that most people live without love, spending their lives trying to find people they’re not turned on by.
Soon we will be strangers. No, we can never be that. Hurting someone is an act of reluctant intimacy. We will be dangerous acquaintances with a history.
Plato, along with the latest pope, recognised how dangerous it is to have an artist around making mischief, stirring things up with the spoon of truth and intoxicant of fantasy and magic. And so, for...
One night, when I am old, sick, right out of semen, and don’t need things to get any worse, I hear the voices again.
Nije li erotika neutaziva glad koja samu sebe pothranjuje?
Mutual transformation is rare, as good things are. In my view, a person should live as they wish until they find someone they want to be faithful to. After all, as you say, one can’t suck oneself off.
I’m using Mao as my inspiration. Cast away illusions. Prepare for struggle. I’m back in business, baby. You don’t know you’re stuck until you get moving.