The voice of the nickly reflection of the moon was not as deep as you might expect. It was a singerโs voice, though, a tenor, one that loved itself without reservation. โI feel time like you dream. Your dreams are jumbled. You canโt remember the order of your dreams, and when you recall them, the memories bend. Faces change. Itโs all in puddles and ripples. Thatโs what time is for me.
Dave EggersWhen we pass by another person without telling them we love them itโs cruel and wrong and we all know this.
Dave EggersBut what I really want is to just swim around in a warm baby pool of these friends, jump in their dry leaf pile-to rub them all over myself, without words and clothes.
Dave EggersGood artists exist in what they make, and consequently are perfectly uninteresting in what they are.
Dave EggersWe are the bright new stars born of a screaming black hole, the nascent suns burst from the darkness, from the grasping void of space that folds and swallows--a darkness that would devour anyone not as strong as we. We are oddities, sideshows, talk show subjects. We capture everyone's imagination.
Dave Eggers