What do you do when your entire identity is destroyed in an instant? How do you cope when your whole life story turns out to bw wrong?

they should let some people into the library by prescription only

The amazing miracle of death, when one second you're walking and talking, and the next second you're an object.

If you take my stuff apart, you'll find my choruses of repetitions are picked up almost verbatim from Kurt Vonnegut, and my distanced fracture quality is all from Amy Hempel, who's probably my favourite writer.

The best way is not to fight it, just go. Don't be trying all the time to fix things. What you run from only stays with you longer. When you fight something, you only make it stronger.

I'm always trying to reach a transcendent point, a romantic point, but reach it in a really unconventional way, a really profane way. To get to that romantic, touching, heartbreaking place, but through a lot of acts of profanity.

I've been choking to death for years. By now this should be easy.