The notes and sketches were without exception more interesting than the final product.

He mumbled something about having gone through “some stuff” and then proceeded with a horrific tale of his afflictions, bereavements, addictions and injuries in the ten years since I had last seen him. It was a miracle he was still alive. Nevertheless, I had to admit, he still looked better than I did.

In the harmonious spaces and bright clear sunlight of this elegant house, you feel an acute awareness of how coarse and awkward you’ve become. If only the light could pass right through you.

Teasing an announcement no one is waiting for.

Is any word more ominous than the word ominous?

Were you a person of consequence?
Were you even a person?
Did you learn anything?
Was there still hope?
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Nope, no, nyet, maybe.

He couldn’t take great prose. The thought of someone having written it was too exhausting.

I have a particularly ugly shirt reserved for days when I feel particularly ugly.

Should: a stupid word for stupid people.