236 Quotes by Jonathan Tropper

It was one of those playful arguments that we would carry with us unresolved into old age.

And someday soon, I’ll rest in peace. But till that day does come, I’ll rest in pieces.

People love to do that, to point to some single phenomenon, assign it all the blame, and wipe the slate clean, like when overeaters sue McDonald’s for making them fat pigs.

You have to look at what you have right in front of you, at what it could be, and stop measuring it against what you’ve lost.

There are some people out there who don’t wait for what come next. They decide what should come next and they go and make it happen.

Forgiveness is a comfort, but it doesn’t bring back what you lost.

You can’t let your dog crap on the sidewalk, but it’s perfectly acceptable to blow carcinogens down other people’s throats. Somewhere along the way, smokers exempted themselves from the social contract.

Novel writing, to me, is all about language: choosing your words, finding the characters within the words and just really agonizing over every word. It’s really crafting this whole piece from nothing.

Our minds, unedited by guilt or shame, are not for public consumption, because they would either be hurtful or else just make us look like the selfish and unkind bastards we are. We don’t share thoughts, we share carefully sanitized, watered-down versions of them.