He ate arugula (rocket, the old farmers called it) so strong it made his eyes water, like a paragraph of Thoreau.
God damn you! Alfred said. You belong in jail! The turd wheezed with laughter as it slid very slowly down the wall, its viscous pseudopods threatening to drip on the sheets below. Seems to me, it said...
For every reader who dies today, a viewer is born, and we seem to be witnessing . . . the final tipping balance.
Eager, perhaps, to repay the favor of listening, Sylvia nodded with encouragement. But suddenly she reminded Enid of Katharine Hepburn. In Hepburn's eyes there had been a blank unconsciousness of priv...
By now it was too late to call St. Jude. He chose an out-of-the-way patch of airport carpeting and lay it down to sleep. He didn't understand what had happened to him. He felt like a piece of paper th...
But like so many phenomena that were beautiful at a distance—thunderheads, volcanic eruptions, the stars and planets—this alluring pain proved, at closer range, to be inhuman in its scale.
Young gentleman with whom she’s been osculating on
She tuned out the tour guide and heeded the October angle of the yellow light, the heart-mangling intensities of the season. In the wind pushing waves across the bay she could smell night’s approach....
Neurochemically, obsessive-compulsive disorder bears a conspicuous resemblance to falling in love. Scientists have scanned the brains of the pathologically obsessive and held them up next to brain sca...
He was afraid that if the idea that he was depressed gained currency, he would forfeit his right to his opinions. He would forfeit his moral certainties; every word he spoke would become a symptom of...
The fantastic thing about Andreas is he knows the Internet is the greatest truth device ever. And what does it tell us? That everything in the society actually revolves about women, not men.
That everything in the society actually revolves about women, not men. The men are all looking at pictures of women, and the women are all communicating with other women.
Sometimes I think my life is nothing but one long process of bodily betrayal.
Silence, however, is a useful statement only if someone, somewhere, expects your voice to be loud.
She’d visited the Continent five times on vacation and twice on business trips with Alfred, so about a dozen times altogether, and to friends planning tours of Spain or France she now liked to say, wi...
Pessimism, feelings of worthlessness and lack of entitlement, inability to derive satisfaction from pleasure, a tormenting awareness of the world’s general crappiness: for Katz’s Jewish paternal foreb...
On the other hand, some of the family’s impatience with the public is justified. When I use Federal Express, I accept as a condition of business that its standardized forms must be filled out in print...
My practical intelligence said no, but my heart said yes.
Mephistopheles: Over! A stupid word. How so over? Over and pure nothing: completely the same thing! It’s over now! What’s that supposed to mean? It’s as good as if it never was.
It's good to have friends in life. If you want to have friends, you have to remember that nobody's perfect.