Was it really some other person I was so anxious to discover...or was it only my own solitude that I could not abide?
David MarksonIn fact one frequently seemed to gather all sorts of similar information about subjects one had less than profound interest in.
David MarksonIs T.S. Eliot the only poet one can think of who could have spent a year on his own in Paris at twenty-three—and managed to have no sexual encounter whatsoever?
David MarksonCan Protagonist think of a single film that interests him as much as the three-hundredth best book he ever read?
David Markson