I’ve always been the kind of person who craves an ending. This has obviously not served me very well in life.
Here’s a look back at some of our favorite, most thought-provoking, funniest, and weirdest conversations of 2013.
As someone who cares about the reputations of these musicians that I write about, I don’t want to participate in the further exiling of them to this weird corner of American music history.
What’s wrong with reading to get to the good stuff?
In reading, we become ghosts. In reading, we can leave the Earth and, as it were, inhabit a different realm.
The powerlessness of words is what interests me.
The internet does nothing if not create literature. I mean, is it good literature? Or is it just psychic garbage? The answer is, it’s just psychic garbage. But some of it is funny.
I get so annoyed when things happen in books, because nothing ever happens. In real life, nothing ever fucking happens.
It’s hard at any moment to know where the language is coming from and where it’s going; what forms it wants to echo off of; whose language this is.
I love that — the thing that is so intense and painful that you have to live a life glancing sidelong at it, and are surprised when you are, once again, somehow, in the midst of it, wondering how it is that you led yourself there.