Maybe there are some things we were put on this earth not to know.
What's your name?" "Emma Gould," she said. "What's yours?" "Wanted." "By all the girls or just the law?
In Greek tragedy, they fall from great heights. In noir, they fall from the curb.
The foundation of your life is luck. Hard work and talent make up the difference.
Grief, he said, is carnivorous.
But I often think we talk way too much in this society, that we consider verbalization a panacea that it very often is not, and that we turn a blind eye to the sort of morbid self-absorption that becomes a predictable by-product of it.