If not then you must be trying to hear us and in such cases we cannot be heard. We remain in the darkness, unseen. In the center of unpeeled bananas, we exist. Uncolored by perception. Clothed to the naked eye. Five senses cannot sense the fact of our existence. And that's the only fact. In fact, there are no facts.

Fax me a fact and I'll telegram a hologram or telephone the son of man and tell him he is done. Leave a message on his answering machine telling him there are none. God and I are one. Times moon. Times star. Times sun. The factor is me. You remember me.

the anchor man thrown overboard has simply rooted us in history's repeating cycle

There's so much to be found in literature, especially if you don't have the money to travel or the means to get out of your neighborhood or get off work.

You can travel through literature, and you can expand your mind through literature. It's so cheap to buy that kind of ticket.

When I finally decide that I'm ready to get out of bed, it could be the sunlight, it could be the fact that I'm awake, and, OK, first of all, I wake up in the morning because I have to go to the bathroom.

she kissed as if she, alone, could forge the signature of the sun