Death Is The Only Real Elegance.

["the Sun Also Rises" Is About] Bullfighting, Bullslinging And Bullsh[*]t.

I Wish I Could Write A Beautiful Book To Break Those Hearts That Are Soon To Cease To Exist: A Book Of Faith And Small Neat Worlds And Of People Who Live By The Philosophies Of Popular Songs.

Nothing Annoys Me More Than Having The Most Trivial Action Analyzed And Explained.

We Grew Up Founding Our Dreams On The Infinite Promise Of American Advertising.

I Suppose All We Can Really Share With People Is A Taste For The Same Kinds Of Weather.