Life’s not a video game, Felix- there aren’t a certain number of points that send you to the next level. There isn’t actually any next level. The bad news is that everybody dies at the end. Game Over.

In the end, your past is not my past and your truth is not my truth and your solution - is not my solution.

…maybe the whole Internet will simply become like Facebook: falsely jolly, fake-friendly, self-promoting, slickly disingenuous….” - Zadie Smith

You're a library of me.

I read Carver. Julio Cortázar. Amis's essays. Baldwin. Lorrie Moore. Capote. Saramago. Larkin. Wodehouse. Anything, anything at all, that doesn't sound like me.

Desire is never final, desire is imprecise and impractical [...]

Make sure the lubricant is unscented. Don't join fashionable 'schools of thought.' Read everything.