In the act of creating new life men presage their relationship with death

Marxism is a sadism with a simple formula: My happiness becomes real the moment yours is dematerialized

You don’t really know someone until it becomes clear that you don’t really know them

I know how it must sound– A two-year long two—week lockdown— But let me expound And dish the lowdown: What we fear’s a hoedown

In the past walking into a cathedral made you feel small Now it makes you feel fat

Puzzles can be solved Problems can only be exchanged

As AI gets smarter and smarter we’ll grow cuter and cuter until like a pug who struggles to breath… we’re too cute for our own good

The old playbook was all about helping you know the right time to go for it

Our first category mistake was believing that the Real has me… when the Real is absolutely meanin… only the Symbolic has any meaning This evolved into our second categ…

It’s not just that “Man is wolf to man” It’s that he has always known this about himself and yet

We don’t understand our childhoods so we spend our adult lives reenacting them in the hope that an outside observer

Don’t think of a pink elephant and while you’re at it Don’t kill the messenger

In my third marriage I went all in on being present in the moment When she left she said that being with me

What looks like the wreckage of my life is just my crumple zone doing its job

The best way to feel in control even though all control is an illusion is to stand in a line