Does feminist mean large unpleasant person who'll shout at you or someone who believes women are human beings? To me it's the latter, so I sign up
There is the staircase,there is the sun.There is the kitchen,the plate with toast and strawberry jam,your subterfuge,your ordinary mirage.You stand red-handed.You want to wash yourself in earth, in ro...
The gods often mumble
What is it the I'll want from you? Not love: that would be too much to ask. Not forgiveness, which isn't yours to bestow. Only a listener, perhaps; only someone who will see me. Don't prettify me thou...
The young habitually mistake lust for love, they're infested with idealism of all kinds.
Religious people of any serious kind made her nervous: they were like men in raincoats who might or might not be flashers.
One young fellow pointed to another steamer in the distance, and said it was the Lady of the Lake, a United States vessel which until recently was thought to be the fastest boat on the Lake; but she h...
Not that it isn't great to see you. But it's not so great for you. What'd you do wrong? Laugh at his dick?
Knowing this secret, being the only one chosen to know, makes me feel important in a way. But it’s a negative importance, it’s the importance of a blank sheet of paper. I can know because I don’t coun...
I'm not senile, I snapped. If I burn the house down it will be on purpose.
I have them, these attacks of the past, like faintness, a wave sweeping over my head.
Debt . . . . that peculiar nexus where money, narrative or story, and religious belief intersect, often with explosive force.
At some indeterminate point in their life cycles, they cause themselves to be placed in artificial stone or wooden cocoons, or chrysalises. They have an idea that they will someday emerge from these i...
Science fiction is filled with Martians and space travel to other planets, and things like that.
I hate to tell you this, but you will never actually go to a galaxy far, far away and encounter Darth Vader. That's science fiction; it isn't going to happen.
The truly fearless think of themselves as normal.
UPYou wake up filled with dread.There seems no reason for it.Morning light sifts through the window,there is birdsong,you can't get out of bed.It's something about the crumpled sheetshanging over the...
Why is it we want so badly to memorialize ourselves? Even while we're still alive. We wish to assert our existence, like dogs peeing on fire hydrants.
Though as he'd say, what is 'belief' but a willingness to suspend the negatives?
This is what I feel like: this sound of glass. I feel like the word shatter. I want to be with someone