What they can say about our economy is not that it “couldn’t last” but that it never was.
Randolph Jute, The Prime Numbers.
To dwell in a world of sad explanations. That’s what Malcolm claimed to dread.
Gilbert McFadden, A Murder in Three Parts.
“If you are wealthy,” grumbled Eric, “what kind of son can you have?”
Quentin Drabb, Ebenezer’s Untold Tales.
The way the world is does not matter. What matters is what we tell ourselves.
Tyler Boots, Axios Means Worthy.
Essentially, Baldwin took Timothy Leary as a source of wisdom.
Gladys Huizinga, Hard-Luck Dennis.
At a certain point, that it is frivolous will be the only remaining value of contemporary art.
Malcolm Scrivener, The Reclining of the West.
We must come to recognize the moral acceptability of lies.
Hecuba Gathers, A Purely Physical World.
“But we do not look at the world, Beatrice. It is the world that looks at us. Consider—for example—the setting sun.”
Clifford Apogee, Draining the Pools and Other Stories.
Virtue: the avoidance of certain words.
Clive Morrow, A Crustacean’s Dictionary.
No, the only thing that matters is the caption that you place under the photograph.
Roger Sensabaugh, A Short History of Boredom.
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