In a country that doesn't discriminate between fame and infamy, the latter presents itself as plainly more achievable.

Notoriety is cheap. It's just easier to get noticed by doing something bad.

The good life doesn't knock on the door. Joy is a job.

My own apathy is bone chilling.

I have never in all my life considered you other people.

You can't be stylish and petty at the same time.

...hoarders of guilty secrets are inevitably consumed with appearances.