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"I kept thinking there were two kinds of adults: There were...miserable creatures who scoured the earth in search of something to hurt. And then there were people like my parents, who walked around zombically, doing whatever they had to do to keep walking around."
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"Oh Christ, he groaned to himself, if this is the stuff adults have to think about I never want to grow up."
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"One afternoon, I am complaining about the confusion of my age, what is expected of me versus what I want for myself."
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"One of the oddest things about being grown-up was looking back at something you thought you knew and finding out the truth of it was completely different from what you had always believed."
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"No adultery is bloodless."
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"As a musician I tell you that if you were to suppress adultery, fanaticism, crime, evil, the supernatural, there would no longer be the means for writing one note."
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"Autobiography is now as common as adultery and hardly less reprehensible."
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"I kept thinking there were two kinds of adults: There were...miserable creatures who scoured the earth in search of something to hurt. And then there were people like my parents, who walked around zombically, doing whatever they had to do to keep walking around."
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"I didn't run off with the secretary. It made it seem like I had committed adultery and then ran off with a secretary, neither of which happened."
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"As an adult, be child-like as you learn but not child-ish as you live."
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"Adulthood is depressing. for me at least. i cried at the death of every illusion harder than i cried at the death of friends."
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"Her underwear, her jeans, the comforter, my corduroys and my boxers between us, I thought. Five layers, and yet I felt it, the nervous warmth of touching " a pale reflection of the fireworks of one mouth on another, but a reflection nonetheless. And in the almostness of the moment, I cared at least enough. I wasn't sure whether I liked her, and doubted whether I could trust her, but I cared at least enough to try to find out. Her on my bed, wide green eyes staring down at me. The enduring mystery of her sly, almost smirking, smile. Five layers between us."
Relationship
"But of course, the universe does not conspire to put you in one place rather than another."
Philosophy
"We bring the fucking rain Q, not the scattered showers."
Power
"Thank you for letting me hijack your wish', I said.'Thank you for wearing that dress which is like whoa," he said."
Friendship
"I don't care if the New York Times writes an obituary for me. I just want you to write one. ... You say you're not special because the world doesn't know about you, but that's an insult to me. I know about you."
Legacy
"But alas, the world is not a wish-granting factory."
Reality
"Why had Ovid lived in Ancient Rome in 20 BCE23 and not Chicago in 2006 CE? Would Ovid still have been Ovid if he had lived in America? No, he wouldn't have been, because he would have been a Native American or possibly an American Indian or a First Person or an Indigenous Person, and they did not have Latin or any other kind of written language then. So did Ovid matter because he was Ovid or because he lived in Ancient Rome?"
Identity
"You listen to people so that you can imagine them, and you hear all the terrible and wonderful things people do to themselves and to one another, but in the end the listening exposes you even more than it exposes the people you're trying to listen to."
Communication
"It doesn't matter how long we've used something; all that matters is how awesome the thing replacing it is. MP3s and automobiles happen to be really, really awesome, whereas ebooks-at least so far-are fairly limited in their awesomeness."
Technology
"Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me."
Resilience
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