Snakes don’t have bones. Snakes have bones!?!
— Caleb
On day you’ll build a model and it’ll get used.
— Jason
The guy who started Pokemon was into insect collecting as a child.
— receptionist at PT
Hi depressed, I’m dad.
— UCB skit (watched with Bob Kohler)
No, the much-acclaimed solitary figure one finds instead in the artist or architect who, like Kasimir Malevich, is smart enough to cover himself in the trappings of a movement, an ism, and become a one-man compound.
— Tom Wolfe, From Bauhaus to Our House
It’s just so people get hungry.
— Williams-Sonoma employee on delicious smelling microwave in corner of the store
I’m not going to sit here and go back and forth.
— Second hand bookstore person not wanting to argue over a dollar
— Lily
For several weeks of shows.
— Iron & Wine, “Such Great Heights”
Dorian went on to point out the dangers of the “standardized” interpretations that were likely to accompany the rise of the record performance: with the ease of hearing how another artist had done it, the musician would lose his own, clean, untarnished inspiration.
— Sara Fishko, “Music In Good Company,” Pentagram Papers 40: Time Signature
He’s an asshole.
— GK on Arthur Carter*
You can be honest.
— Mark Utay on the dryness of the chicken
— Significant number of people after pledge of allegiance at the May's 4th of July party
we’re all se
— Andrew Sondern on my first NYT illustration
I like it when people stay late.
— Bude
Happiness is warm gun. Bang bang. Shoot Shoot.
— The Beatles, “Happiness Is A Warm Gun”
How was your day off?
— Helen
All done.
— Mason
Money! Money! Money! Money! Money! Money! Money!
— Mason holding a dime on the lawn of a fancy restaurant
Hey Lily. Look at you!
— Mason