He wanted so badly, once in a while, or even just once, to know exactly what to do.
In all those years of rushing, nothing got done any faster.
Sooner or later, one way or another, if you care about your work, your employers will make you wish you didn’t.
You discover too late the meaning of too late.
Outside, with the wind and trees and sounds, things were good. Inside, with people, and conclusions, and expectations, not so much.
The way forward: Simply Be Exhausted.
While most of the time you cling to life with fierce gratitude, more often than you’d like to admit you just want to give up and drink yourself to death.
Intelligence correlated roughly to awareness of how language is perceived by others.
Until tomorrow but that’s just another time
What I want in a typeface is factuality.
Your prayers were answered, just not in a form you recognized.
Sick with worry, half-mad with hope. Talking to an empty room. Help is on its way.
You’ve finally perfected your craft. The only interesting parts were the mistakes.
He was a man of peace. The killing was done elsewhere.
Sitting with eyes closed in front of a fan before work, sipping lukewarm tea.
This person is part of the person that was that person. You don’t get to choose the part that’s convenient.
He’d switched to decaffeinated coffee and non-alcoholic beer, but in such prodigious quantities that it was the same as before.
The part that makes assumptions is the dumbest part of your brain.
We thought of them as our oldest friends, and I only gradually came to understand that they had always regarded me, in some fashion I was unable to decipher, as an object of ridicule.
The truth, by the time it reaches your lips, is no longer true.