If you listen to the radio for a whole hour there's maybe one decent song. The rest is mass-produced garbage

He does not exist here, with me, but flesh that does not exist will never die, and promises unmade are never broken.

Why?" she screamed. "Are you crazy? You know the English subjunctive, you understand trigonometry, you can read Marx, and you don't know the answer to something as simple as that? Why do you even have to ask? Why do you have to make a girl SAY something like this? I like you more than I like him, that's all. I wish I had fallen in love with somebody a little more handsome, of course. But I didn't. I fell in love with you!

I may not look it, but I can be a very patient guy. And killing time is one of my specialities.

When you are used to the kind of life -of never getting anything you want- you stop knowing what it is you want.

To know one’s own state is not a simple matter. One cannot look directly at one’s own face with one’s own eyes, for example. One has no choice but to look at one’s reflection in the mirror. Through experience, we come to believe that the image is correct, but that is all.

Knowledge and ability were tools, not things to show off.