Your unabashed self-confidence leads me to question your intelligence.

Look at you, still believing in your shit.

Your long-awaited genius grant; your self-designed modernist house; your late career retrospective; your fond encomiums from friends and colleagues: zero, nada, zippo, zilch.

He had lately been spending as much time as possible in the company of animals. No animal had ever ridiculed him, nor regarded him with pity, scorn, or disappointment. Well, possibly disappointment. He could live with that.

Really, I should be grateful; performing this mindless work spares me the burden of maintaining self respect.

He was someone who could at the same time be held in the highest esteem and lowest contempt.

A tree has more dignity in a single leaf than mankind in its entire history.

He was hanging by a thread; he felt as though he would disintegrate in a light breeze.

A feral hyena pack in a feeding frenzy, heads buried up to the neck in carcass of the New America.

Things seem to be picking up at the shop.
Three jobs today.
Total billable hours: .75.
Thy will be done.

At closing time we patched our wounds, finished our drinks and headed into the summer night.

The film was an odd amalgam of ridiculously beautiful and just plain ridiculous. In places, I wept. When the credits began to roll, half the audience erupted in laughter.

The ninth month of the pandemic brought daily, unannounced weeping, an involuntary physical impulse that felt part of some collective global balancing, almost like—
A rice cooker letting off steam?
No, that’s fucking stupid. *Coughs. But maybe.
A volcano? A cat purring?
Plunging your eczematic hands into a bubbling vat of lye?
Yes, yes, that too.

Think about the meaning of any word long enough, and you will lose your mind.

Thirty years of thinking have emptied you out. Finally, you know nothing.

A grid system was developed in order to rationalize intuitive choices.