Never trust anyone who doesn’t believe in hell They’re almost always the ones whose idea of heaven is usurping God
I’d always said Que sera, sera expecting the last guffaw Instead it’s a last hurrah before one or the other coups d’et…
The American cure for the boredom of meaninglessness is not to pursue meaning but to outpace boredom which is why our mass nihilism
Happiness is the moment after the weight of the world is lifted from your shoulders and before it lands on your toe
As you age getting enough exercise in futility becomes more and more a portent
Given a choice I’d rather open a restau– rant than my marriage
The universe is always asking By chance, do you have a creative…
Thinking that the purpose of life… things looked good enough on the s… to believe that my life was 24-karat gold Who knew that the purpose of beaut…
Growing up was hard enough when we just had cliques not today’s clicks upon cliques
Mysticism, esoteric knowledge, these are euphemisms for what’s hiding in plain sight: We are not alone
When you come in peace I fall to pieces And then collect myself For the gathering storm
In the New Age everybody knows that everything happens for a reason but nobody knows the reason so, everybody pastes together
The high strung flaneur gives free advice to the good and good advice to the free
Going home had come to feel like dining in a restaurant where the food is celebrated but the customers merely tolerated
At work They know me by my secret identity The mild-mannered Clark Kent But at home with my family I can relax and let them see the r…
