You get married to get an ally against your family.
You get married to have an ally against your family, and now I'm heading into the trenches alone.
You have to question the originality of your life when it can be captured perfectly in the lyrics of a rock song.
You never know when you’re going to die, but maybe something in you does, some cellular consciousness that’s aware of the cosmic countdown and starts making plans, because on the last night of her lif...
You still go to therapy?Nah. I gave up years ago.Mental health ins't for everyone.
You're terrified of being alone. Anything you do now will be motivated by that fear. You have to stop worrying about finding love again. It will come when it comes. Get comfortable with being alone. I...
Anger you have locked up in you, and that’s healthy. I just think you could be a little more judicious
Back (thank god for office accessorizing, the last playground of the reluctant adult).
Here's the thing. I don't think you're in love with her, not all the way. If you were, I think you would seem more certain about it. More jazzed. You wouldn't hug me the way we hug, and say the things...
The first thing you do at the end is reflect on the beginning. Maybe it's some form of reverse closure, or just the basic human impulse toward sentimentality, or masochism, but as you stand there shel...
An old girlfriend is a gun in your belly. It's no longer loaded, so when you see her, all you feel is the hollow mechanical click in your gut, and possibly the ghost of an echo, sense memory from when...
And ice-cream cones,' she says. 'What is it with you and ice-cream cones?'He licks around the edge of his cone as he considers the question. 'I guess no one ever eats an ice-cream cone at a funeral, o...
As far as rapprochements go, it’s awkward and vague, but the advantage to being as emotionally inarticulate as we are is that it will do the trick.
At our age, loneliness can seem so permanent.
Dad didn’t believe in God, but he was a lifelong member of the Church of Shit or Get Off the Can. So his actual death itself was less an event than a final sad detail.
Few things are more pathetic than an unemployed man with a business card.P.15
For the record, there are other visitors, a handful of pleasant-faced, middle-aged women, long-standing friends of my mother, attractive women in the early stages of disrepair, fighting to keep age at...
Forgiveness is a comfort, but it doesn't bring back what you lost
Full of promise, full of dreams, full of shit. Mostly just full of yourself. So full you’re bursting. And then you get out into the world, and people empty you out, little by little, like air from a b...
He shakes his head and grimaces. I need to get my own place, like, yesterday. So why don’t you? He taps his head. Brain injury. There are things I can’t do. Like what? Like remembering what the fuck i...
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