Love was a kind of grief.
Sam Lipsyte – The Ask
Grieving Love
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Books based on imaginary events, people, and places.
Love was a kind of grief.
Sam Lipsyte – The Ask
My heart felt like a smashed windscreen.
Sam Lipsyte – The Ask
The future is just more of the past waiting to happen.
Sam Lipsyte – The Ask
Memory is a monster; it’s not your pet.
Sam Lipsyte – The Ask
Laughter is an infection without a cure.
Sam Lipsyte – The Ask
Hope was a junkie with no veins left.
Sam Lipsyte – The Ask
Guilt is a ghost that takes the shape of the body it haunts.
Sam Lipsyte – The Ask
Sometimes a scream is better than a thesis.
Sam Lipsyte – The Ask
Silence is the most perfect expression of scorn.
Sam Lipsyte – The Ask
Bitterness is like cancer. It eats upon the host.
Sam Lipsyte – The Ask