You’re the enemy. You’re the one who’s going to defeat yourself.
People always had one kind of animal or another inside them.
Class, she reminded herself, was the real marker in America.
Love loves anarchy. It loves to wreak havoc. It loves to dance atop the ruins.
The past is the past. It’s the present we should worry about.
Do you even know what gay stands for? Well, let me tell you. G-A-Y. Got Aids yet?
All desire, Tracy had had occasion since to think, is to some degree monstrous.
Still, the illusion of love had, in its time, led to stranger depravities.
I think good conversation is really the best form of sex.
Education teaches children to lose interest in what matters most to them.