Status Updates From Almanac of the Dead

Here's one of life's little mysteries: aristocratic bloodlines seemed genetically incompatible with physical beauty. [He] would be the first to admit the rich were ugly; only great fortunes had made it possible for ugly blue bloods to continue reproducing themselves. [He] knew that [they] only stayed as long as there was dope and money.

"Narrative as analogue for the actual experience, which no longer exists; a mosaic of memory and imagination. An experience termed PAST may actually return if the influences have the same balances or proportions as before. Details may vary, but the essence does not change. The day would have the same character as that day has been described having had BEFORE. The image of memory exists in the present moment."

This book has had some truly horrifying shit written with such simplicity and clarity and I often feel like I am being punched in the head repeatedly

The white man had sprinkled holy water and had prayed for almost five hundred years in the Americas, and still the Christian God was absent. Now [he] understood why European philosophers had told their people God was dead: the white man’s god had died about the time the Europeans had started sailing around the world.