So you cheat on your wife and you want me to give you a gold star for it, said Domino. Well, mister, I pity your wife and I don’t give a fuck about you. Now I’ve got to go outside for a minute and see...
Mitya was almost ready to confess which chord it was which actually caused him to see rainbow icicles. Soon
Death is ordinary. Behold it, subtract its patterns and lessons from those of the death that weapons bring, and maybe the residue will show what violence is.
Rejected content will come out somewhere else. That
This is the heart of it, the scared woman who does not want to go alone to the man any longer, because when she does, when she takes of her baggy dress, displaying to him rancid breasts each almost as...
Nothing, brother. Everything's about nothing. You know that, but you prefer to pretend otherwise. We both do.
Bug, meanwhile, had learned at Marshtown that might made right, and he got older and paler, his head downcast like a nodding flower that expects itself to be cut at any moment.
Everywhere that Torah is studied at night one thread-thin ray appears from that hidden light and flows down upon those absorbed in her. —Kabbalah (13th century)
More aid, better directed! Couldn't we all use that? And what if the universe enacts less aid, more poorly directed?
Perhaps Bug and Tony should have been allies. But any successful structure of domination always gets the weak to reject each other.
This book was written by a traitor to his class. It is dedicated to bigots everywhere. Ladies and gentlemen of the black shirts, I call upon you to unite, to strike with claws and kitchen pokers, to b...
The blood kept welling up and getting over things so that she couldn’t see what she was doing, which annoyed her; but she knew that theoretical clarity was unattainable in times of action.
Socioeconomic formations versus an officer’s heels on a parquet floor, which would I choose?
There was the biography of a Norwegian resistance fighter who swam through chilly oceans and got gangrene and wandered through I think it might have been Finland or Lapland in a sweet short summer and...
It sure if terrific to be in the back seat of a car full of all the people in your affinity group, and as you zip down the center of the road the radio is going boodeley-boodeley-boo in some bluegrass...
[I]f I can be sure of any aspect of your character, it is that you are not as I. Since all I can do here is imagine you in my image, of course I have failed. I was as fossil fuels made me. They kept m...
Plato says that as one learns to love, the image of any specific beloved can be left behind for knowledge of the Good.
What is a woman to me? The answer must be: A projection. Who is projecting, and for what reason, I cannot necessarily know from the performance itself. Mr. Umewaka and Mr. Mikata do not when playing t...
The times are new, but the informers are old.
We all lived for money, and that is what we died for.
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