Maybe nubile teeny girl fans with Goth eye makeup, and stick marks tattooed on their necks like the Frankenstein creature, and dotted lines around their wrists with CUT HERE instructions, will visit his grave and leave him tributes composed of withered roses and whitened chicken bones. They send stuff like that to him already, and he’s not even dead.
My most favourite passage in the collection.
If you are constantly on the internet, you lose the world.
I was lucky enough to have the opportunity to hear Werner Herzog speak this evening and he was enchanting. Inspired me to put away the screens more often and look around me instead.
Let him have all the perfections in the world, I think it ought not to be set down as certain that a man must be acceptable to every woman he may happen to like himself.
My favourite line in the whole book.
We were the people who were not in the papers. We lived in the blank white spaces at the edges of print…
We lived in the gaps between the stories.
This one’s being added to the favourites list.