Logical validity is not a guarantee of truth.

Think of the old cliché about the mind being 'an excellent servant but a terrible master'. This, like many clichés, so lame & banal on the surface, actually expresses a great & terrible truth.

It looks like you can write a minimalist piece without much bleeding. And you can. But not a good one.

We're not keen on the idea of the story sharing its valence with the reader. But the reader's own life 'outside' the story changes the story.

The other half is to dramatize the fact that we still 'are' human beings, now. Or can be.

TV's 'real' agenda is to be 'liked,' because if you like what you're seeing, you'll stay tuned. TV is completely unabashed about this; it's its sole raison.

This is nourishing, redemptive; we become less alone inside.

It seems important to find ways of reminding ourselves that most 'familiarity' is meditated and delusive.

The sky is low and gray and loose and seems to hang. There’s something baggy about the sky.

What’s unendurable is what his own head could make of it all. What his head could report to him, looking over and ahead and reporting.