I don’t think I’ll ever forget her bewildered expression as they drove her away.

The species had evolved a highly athletic technique of depositing, almost contemptuously, startlingly vivid droppings on vertical surfaces.

They didn’t know it yet, but they’d worn out their welcome before they arrived.

If we admitted how terrifying life is,
would we need more drugs, or less?

Assholishness somehow protected him from sadness.

The book’s celebrated “brutal honesty,” refreshing at first, is ultimately outweighed by a hipster/junky air of smug self-congratulation I’ve encountered in some AA people, reveling in their transgressive pasts while simultaneously gloating over their current virtue.

How did you get this far without learning anything? Flattery doesn’t mean they love you. This is business. They will pick your bones dry.

The black market for celebrity ashes.