We are past the end of things now, but I don't want to leave.
It's odd to imagine, of course: you pass a car on a lonely rural highway; you sit beside a man in a diner and share views with him; you wait behind a customer checking into a motel, a friendly man wit...
Dreaminess is, among other things, a state of suspended recognition, and a response to too much useless and complicated factuality. Its symptoms can be a long-term interest in the weather, or a sustai...
America beats on you so hard the whole time. You are constantly being pummeled by other people's rights and their sense of patriotism.
Something draws you... An impatience with your own ignorance.
People surprise you, Frank, with just how fuckin stupid they are.
Most things don't stay the way they are very long.
I don’t look in mirrors anymore. It’s cheaper than surgery.
Fincher was the kind of Southerner who will try to address you through a web of deep and antic southernness, and who assumes every body in earshot knows all about his parents and history and wants to...
If loneliness is the disease, the story is the cure.
She understood perfectly that when the object of anticipation becomes paramount, trouble begins to lurk like a panther.
It was as if I'd already left some time before and was just catching up with myself.
Some idiotic things are well worth doing.
What was our life like? I almost don't remember now. Though I remember , the space of time it occupied. And I remember it fondly.
And I think that in myself (and perhaps evident in what I write) fear of loss and the corresponding instinct to protect myself against loss are potent forces.
Someone ... tell us what's important, because we no longer know.
You're only good if you can do bad and decide not to.
Then, what's the matter?' I wonder, in fact, how many times I have said that or something equal to it to a woman passing palely through my life. Love is what this means, of course. Or at least, seco...
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Our sympathies are most required when they seem least due.