Since grief only aggravates your loss, grieve not for what is past.

Being uneducated is no guarantee against being obnoxious.

Maybe there are times when an honest hatred serves us better than love corrupted by sentimentality, meretriciousness, sententiousness, cuteness.

Hatred strikes me as one of the few signs of life remaining in the world. This is another thing about the world which is upsidedown: all the friendly and likable people seem dead to me; only the haters seem alive.

Why is it that no other species but man gets bored? Under the circumstances in which a man gets bored, a dog goes to sleep.

Fiction doesn’t tell us something we don’t know, it tells us something we know but don’t know that we know.

A good title should be like a good metaphor. It should intrigue without being too baffling or too obvious.