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There Are Worse Things Than Finding Your Wife And Child Dead. You Can Watch The World Do It. You Can Watch Your Wife Get Old And Bored. You Can Watch Your Kids Discover Everything In The World You've Tried To Save Them From. Drugs, Divorce, Conformity, Disease. All The Nice Clean Books, Music, Television. Distraction.

It Seems That So Much Writing Is Being Done In The Nineteenth-century Model, Where Every Connection Has To Be Thoroughly Explained.

Public Taste Changes And The Aesthetic Of A Culture Changes Over Time, So The Idea Isn't To Appeal To The Aesthetic Of The Moment And What People Will Like Right Now; The Idea Is To Somehow Keep Yourself In The Public Memory So That As Taste Evolves It Will Eventually Come To Embrace Your Thing. So, It's About Writing To Be Remembered Rather Than Writing To Be Liked.

For This Moment, Nothing Matters. Look Up Into The Stars And You're Gone.

I Was Tired And Crazy And Rushed, And Every Time I Boarded A Plane, I Wanted The Plane To Crash. I Envied People Dying Of Cancer. I Hated My Life. I Was Tired And Bored With My Job And My Furniture, And I Couldn’t See Any Way To Change Things. Only End Them.