Post-pandemic life is like being a… Who comes home only to find Her parents have replaced Her obviously dead goldfish With a new one

The crucial moment in my elevator pitch comes when I hit the emergency stop button

Like the fern which is seedless but doesn’t lack seeds the universe (that cannot be named… is meaningless

You can’t win, Dearth– Your winnings will never be enough To change your nature Which is lacking the means But knowing the end

You can strive for quality and never know if you will get any… You can pursue recognition and never know if you’ve done any… Or you can pretend to do both

Either Life imitates art and becomes an exhibition Or Art Imitates Life

Life is trying So Die trying

In all my dreams of flying my life has come

You can use the Force or you can use force and the Force will use you because the Dark Side or the Light Side

I’m afraid, I’m afraid not I’m afraid, I’m afraid not I’m afraid, I’m afraid not I’m afraid, I’m afraid not I’m afraid

Putin lost his mind then he lost his war then he lost his job or Putin dropped the mask

The conceit of individualism was that you could have a type without even wondering if you might be a type

I don’t care about birds but I thrill when the squirrels can’t get to the birdseed

We are all of us unreliable narrators Some of us just make a living at it

You and God are like socks– No matter how far apart you get You are still a pair You and God are also like pants– Even though you are forever one