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“We are here to help each other get through this thing, whatever it is.”
“What good is ‘Hello’?”
“What’s the point of being alive,” she said, “if you’re not going to communicate?”
Here’s a hint: it’s bigger than a bread box and smaller than the planet Jupiter.
“That’s the secret of how to enjoy writing and how to make yourself meet high standards,” said Mrs. Berman. “You don’t write for the whole world, and you don’t write for ten people, or two. You write for just one person.”
a painter whose pictures all came unstuck from canvas.
“You’re going to take your degree in business administration that we all sacrificed so much for, and knock on doors out there till somebody in some decent business hires you, so we’ll have steady money coming in.”
“Everything about life is a joke,” I said. “Don’t you know that?”
“My soul knows my meat is doing bad things, and is embarrassed. But my meat just keeps right on doing bad, dumb things.”
There was this rectangular hole in the ground, and standing around it were all these pure and innocent neon tubes.
