“He reminds me,” replied Brenda, “of the comedy writer I once knew. So clever. So wonderful.”
Chadwick Graves, One Damned Thing After Another.
Bored of Directors
Andrew Tertullian, Pandora’s Ponderous Puns.
First, they define “knowing” in such a way as to make knowing unattainable. Then, they declare that we cannot know.
Nigel Swoone, Old Theories of Time.
After the destruction of “all things solid,” the radical has nothing further to offer.
Lawrence Knowles, Styles of Mendacity: The Life and Work of Max Horkheimer.
Selfhood is the thing, yes. But they do not want to examine the self. They just want to proceed.
Hill Boothby, Essays in Disappointment Management.
“He warned us about artists. No, it was about painters. Painters and adulterers.”
H. S. Hecatone, A Botched Civilization.
“The museums are next,” muttered Hopkins somewhat cryptically.
Marston Moore, Sweet Meteor of Death.
“I want to become an action painter,” confessed Edward. “Is it too late for that?”
Benedict Elder, A Cosmopolitan Paradise.
Hedonism is laziness.
Godfrey Tooke, Collected Aphorisms.
Philosophy a la carte.
Godfrey Tooke, Collected Aphorisms.
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