There is such a thing as raw, unalloyed, agendaless kindness.

The first time I lay actual eyes on the real David Lynch on the set of his movie, he's peeing on a tree...Mr. David Lynch, a prodigious coffee drinker, apparently pees hard and often.

You have decided being scared is caused mostly by thinking.

Whatever you get paid attention for is never what you think is most important about yourself.

No single, individual moment is in and of itself unendurable.

I read," I say. "I study and read. I bet I've read everything you read. Don't think I haven't. I consume libraries. I wear out spines and ROM-drives. I do things like get in a taxi and say, "The library, and step on it." My instincts concerning syntax and mechanics are better than your own, I can tell, with all due respect. But it transcends the mechanics. I'm not a machine. I feel and believe. I have opinions. Some of them are interesting. I could, if you'd let me, talk and talk.

If Realism called it like it saw it, Metafiction simply called it as it saw itself seeing itself see it.