وینسنت همسری دارد به نام هلنا. او یونانی است و موهای بلندی دارد. رنگشان کردهاست. میخواستم مبادی آداب باشم و نگویم که رنگشان کردهاست اما فکر نمیکنم برایش اهمیتی داشته باشد اگر دیگران هم بدانند رن...
You know what? Forget what I just said. You’re already a part of this. You will eat, you will laugh at stupid things, you will stay up all night just to see what it feels like, you will fall painfully...
Was all this real to her? Did she think it was temporary? Or maybe that was the point of love: not to think.
This person mourns the fact that she has ruined her one chance to be loved by everyone; as this person climbs into bed, the weight of this tragedy seems to bear down upon this person’s chest. And it i...
The funny thing about my procrastination was that I was almost done with the screenplay. I was like a person who had fought dragons and lost limbs and crawled through swamps and now, finally, the cast...
She fired him on the spot—her face shaking with regret about things she had not nipped while they were still in the bud.
Romance. My utter lack of friends who shared my interests. Romance. The Soul. Romance. Life on other planets. Romance.
People are always breaking through, like in the Doors song 'Break on Through (To the Other Side)'. But I really had. I had broken through twice now, and my feeling about the universe was that it was p...
It was a small thing, but it was a thing, and things have a way of either dying or growing, and it wasn’t dying.
It must happen all the time, a fleeting passion overwhelms someone's true course and there's nothing to be done about it.
It is terrible to have to ask for anything ever. We wish we were something that needed nothing, like paint. But even paint needs repainting.
If you were wise enough to know that this life would consist mostly of letting go of things you wanted, then why not get good at the letting go, rather than the trying to have? These exotic revelation...
I went to the bedroom and lay on the floor, so as not to mess up the covers.
I was wondering if my life, the life in which I had a son and a beautiful, young girlfriend, could exist outside of the hospital. Or was the hospital its container? Was I like honey thinking it's a sm...
I walked to the car and wished that I could walk toward the car forever, with this confidence about where I was headed.
I supposed this was one reason why people got married, to make a fiction that was tellable. It wasn’t just movies that couldn’t contain the full cast of characters — it was us. We had to winnow life d...
I steeled myself against laughter; I would rather die than laugh. I didn’t laugh, I did not laugh. But I died, I did die.
I had written the same word seven thousand times attempting to alchemize time.
I guess that's true, you really can't complain, can you?
I excused him for the cover and for everything else. For not yet being a New Man. We fell into silence then; he did not ask me any more questions. I was still happy to sit there beside him, but that i...