You could hear the wind in the leaves, and on that wind traveled the screams of the kids on the playground in the distance, little kids figuring out how to be alive, how to navigate a world that wasn't made for them by navigating a playground that was.

Shame about how we’re gonna die here, though. I mean, seriously. An Arab and a half-Jew enter a store in Tennessee. It’s the beginning of a joke, and the punch line is “sodomy’’.

Study broadly and without fear.

This is it. I can't even not smoke anymore

I stood under the awning for a moment, but finally I decided that being in a bad mood with your friends beats being in a bad mood without them.

I just want to fly under the radar, because when you start to make yourself into a big deal, that's when you get shot down.

Barnacles on the container ship of consciousness.