Just let yourself be broken and humiliated. Just your whole life, keep telling people, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

What's burning down is a re-creation of a period revival house patterned after a copy of a copy of a copy of a mock Tudor big manor house. It's a hundred generations removed from anything original, but the truth is aren't we all?

Besides, hysteria is only possible with an audience.

Unless we have that moment of chaos, followed by the emotional release of realization, nothing will be remembered.

Somehow it seems wrong to photograph a blind person. It’s like stealing something valuable they don’t even know they own.

At first, the new owner pretends he never looked at the living room floor.

People will listen to you only when they know you're dying, otherwise they're just waiting for their turn to talk.