Stories are bulls. Writers come of age full of vigor, and they feel the need to drive the old stories from the herd. One bull rules the herd awhile but then he loses his vigor and the young bulls take...
He wished he could reassure his mother: a man wants many things in life, but when one of them is also the right thing, he would be a fool not to choose it.
He wondered if the German girl ever knew that someone had loved her so much that he painted her twice on the cold cement wall of a machine-gun pillbox.
Here she was, barely twenty-eight, working on a studio lot, not doing what she’d dreamed, exactly, but doing what people did in this business: taking meetings, reading scripts, and hearing pitches—pre...
What kind of wife would I be if I left your father simply because he was dead?
How can you not feel like a whole city of people waiting for it to finally be over, a whole city tending a parent’s slow death?
How do you think it should end? Young Pasquale considered the question. Well, instead of going back to America during the war, he could go to Germany and try to kill Hitler. Ah, Alvis Bender said. Yes...
I could write for days about the disappointment of politics.
I guess I forgot we were going out tonight.We always go out on Fridays.It's Thursday, Alvis.You are so tied to routine.
The water. The feral cats scattered before her.
Words and emotions are simple currencies. If we inflate them, they lose their value, just like money. They begin to mean nothing. Use 'beautiful' to describe a sandwich and the word means nothing. Sin...
What person who has enjoyed life could possibly think one is enough? Who could live even a day and not feel the sweet ache of regret?
IN THE NINE YEARS since the standoff at Ruby Ridge and in the six years since this book first appeared, much has happened. Yet little has changed. Tens of millions of dollars have been spent on hearin...
Ideas are sphincters. Every asshole has one. Your take is what counts.
Ideas are sphincters. Every asshole has one.
There would seem to be nothing more obvious, more tangible and palpable than the present moment. And yet it eludes us completely. All the sadness of life lies in that fact. —Milan Kundera T
If you want to make art, go get a job at the Loov-rah.
In fact, he talked about his painful and insidious cancer so plainly and without affect that to this day, I consider matter-of-factness a form of courage.
There are only two good outcomes for a quest like this, the hope of the serendipitous savant — sail for Asia and stumble on America — and the hope of scarecrows and tin men: that you find out you had...
On any given day in Spokane, Washington, there are more adult men per capita riding children's BMX bikes than in any other city in the world.
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