“Theres a weight in the room now, a remembrance of childhood. It sinks like a stone, or a heart, or my weight on a good day.”

“Another piano falls, but this time its me or my lascivious loneliness, or my grab bag of mental instabilities and emotional shortcomings, or whatever.”

“I've come to realize that hunger feels more like home than any tangible structure ever has, or probably ever will. I know now that creating absence is my way of coping with absence.”

“There is stability in self-destruction, in prolonging sadness as a means of escaping abstractions like happiness. Rock bottom is a surprisingly comfortable place to lay your head. Looking up from t...”

“Coming down for the thousandth time, I'm perched on the precipice of a billion broken promises. I'm speeding through the intersections of my own broken heartstrings, blowing red lights and ignoring...”

“Regret, albeit raw and relentless, is almost always unremarkable.”

“People think that a liar gains a victory over his victim. What Ive learned is that a lie is an act of self-abdication, because one surrenders ones reality to the person to whom one lies, making tha...”

“Before you enbark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves.”

“Maybe I could dole out the truth in tiny pieces that, once assembled, would make a picture that resembled a reality in which I hadnt done anything wrong.”

“The moment workers can afford too little they rebel. The last time this was a real danger was 1950. Communists took advantage of supply problems and stirred up gullible people against their very ow...”

“Self-hatred is the best vehicle for making people do as theyre told because they are hungry to get approval.”

“She kept up her compliments, and I kept up my determination to deserve them or die.”