There is a pair of snakes who have learned to drive a car so recklessly that they would run you over in the street and never stop to apologize.

We need things, and the opposite of them, and we are so rarely completely comfortable.

An Overall Feeling of Doom that One Cannot Ever Escape no Matter What One Does

Just about everybody has written a first novel that they throw away before writing their actual first novel.

It was a secret time and place, you next to me, untraceable and out of this world

So you’re reluctant, I said to myself. Many, many people are reluctant. It’s like having feet. It’s nothing to brag about.

Here we are at the bottom, almost empty. It's like confetti, these dried remnants you find in the street for a party no one invited you to. But they used to be, I can admit, part of something beautiful.