The Tsar of Love and Techno

by Anthony Marra

You remain the hero of your own story even when you become the villain of someone else’s.

you can’t trust people who read that much.

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We constantly became people we would later regret having been.

Sometimes Kolya seats his hand in an unearthed clump of soil and watches earthworms and roller-upper bugs, an unnameable underworld of blind little bastards that rise through the dirt to promenade on his open palm, and he’s drawn back to that time in his life when he still had the chance to become someone else and is momentarily freed from who he is.

Kolya isn’t sure if the conversation ever actually took place, or if the lunacy governing his present life is so omnipotent it’s changed his past.

If a stopped clock is right twice a day, a bad haircut is right twice a decade.

I have human friends, obviously. But everything’s easier with a cat.

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she had long ago learned to ignore her largest moral failures by attending to the smallest social proprieties.