I tried to think about other things. I tried to invent optimistic inventions. But the pessimistic ones were extremely loud.

As a writer, putting words on the page is how I pay attention.

I ran rather than walked, anxious to lose my way. All I wanted was to be unsure.

I’d rather somebody hate what I do than be indifferent to it.

It's so hard to express yourself.' I understand this.' I want to express myself.' The same is true for me.' I'm looking for my voice.' It's in your mouth.' I want to do something I'm not ashamed of.' Something you are proud of, yes?' Not even. I just don't want to be ashamed.

They reciprocated the great and saving lie--that our love for things is greater than our lover for our love for things--willfully playing the parts they wrote for themselves, willfully creating and believing fictions necessary for life.

Food is not just what we put in our mouths to fill up; it is culture and identity. Reason plays some role in our decisions about food, but it's rarely driving the car.