Back in the 1930s, when men with handlebar moustaches played football in long johns and tails, and the ball was a spherical clod of bitumen, did fans weep in the stands when their team lost?...
—Charlie Brooker
never replace the real thing”. Then I was given a Kindle as a present. That shut me up. Stock complaints about the inherent pleasure of ye olde format are bandied about whenever some new upstart...
One of the benefits of aligning yourself with an indistinct cluster of people is that claiming to feel their pain is often enough.
…we spend more time gazing at luminous screens than into the eyes of our loved ones.
One of life’s sorest tragedies is that the people who brim with confidence are always the wrong people.
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