Main Street is dead, which is no news to the families whose families ran family businesses on Main Street. When I returned...I found that all the local businesses from my childhood had been extirpated...
Because, you see, this feeling of alive is not so easy to experience
As he ran through the dense understory, he could read the signs of arboreal intrigue, the drama and power struggles as species vied for control over a patch of sunlight, or giant firs and fungal spore...
After a few short years (fifteen, to be exact — brief by his count, interminable by hers), surrounded by all this vegetative rampancy, she was feeling increasingly unsure of herself. She missed the bu...
That's what it feels like when I write, like I have this beautiful world in my head, but when I try to remember it in order to write it down, I change it, and I can't ever get it back.
Suicide feels like One Authentic Thing. Suicide feels like Meaning of Life. Suicide feels like having the Last Word. Suicide feels like stopping Time Forever. But of course this is all just delusion,...
Jinsei no Itami,
It is not true, what I said before, because I hated him. He was the war criminal, and after the war they hanged him. I was so happy I wept for joy when I heard he was dead. Then I shave my head and to...
If time is annihilated, mountains and oceans are annihilated.
I write this in the moonlight, straining my ears to hear beyond the cold mechanical clock to the warm biological noises of the night, but my being is attuned only to one thing, the relentless rhythm o...
As someone who has to teach for a living, I shouldn't be saying this, but the planet can do quite well without books.
We were soldiers, but even before we were showed how to kill our enemies, they taught us how to kill ourselves.
So then you ask her when her birthday is, and she says, Hmm, I don’t really remember being born
I would like to think of my 'ignorance' less as a personal failing and more as a massive cultural trend, an example of doubling, of psychic numbing, that characterizes the end of the millennium. If we...
For the time being, the entire earth and the boundless sky.
Death is certain. Life is always changing, like a puff of wind in the air, or a wave in the sea, or even a thought in the mind.
What is the half-life of information?
The important thing was that we were being polite and not saying all the things that were making us unhappy, which was the only way we knew how to love each other.
Premonitions are coincidences waiting to happen, he said, without looking up. I
No writer, even the most proficient, could re-enact in words the flow of a life lived.