Any Surplus Is Immoral.

I Was Hesitant To Approach People. I'm Socially Awkward. But I Was Working On A Number Of Memorials, And Finally It Dawned On Me: These Are Memorials To People Who Wrote, So I Should Use Their Writing. That's How I Started To Quit.

I Get Up About Four Times A Night And Go Back To Sleep, Or Not. Then I Swill Tea Around 8 A.m. I Answer E-mail, While I Stall Thinking About Whatever Scares Me.

Deviants Are Sacrificed To Increase Group Solidarity

The Desperate Things Seem To Require Attention, The Lovely Things Seem To Elicit Celebration. If I Had To Choose, I Would Go To The Awful In The Hope That Doing Something Could Yield A Happier Result.

That's The Test Of Street Art – To See If Anybody Stopped. People Would Cross Out Ones They Didn't Like And Would Star Others. I Liked That People Would Engage With Them.