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Try To Care
You try to care. But you can’t. Even if you wanted to, you can’t. And now, in this room, it occurs to you that they know this too. Confusion and hopelessness don’t necessarily cause a person to act. Someone from my first publicist’s office told me this a long time ago. Only now does it resurface. Only now does it mean anything to me.
– Glamorama (Bret Easton Ellis)
Like A Lyric From a Song
It seems impossible that I will ever get out of this house. Under my breath I’m telling myself, It’s just another scene, it’s just another phase, like it’s a lyric from a song that means something.
– Glamorama (Bret Easton Ellis)
Just Decoration
The extent of the destruction is a blur and its aftermath somehow feels beside the point. The point is the bomb itself, its placement, its activation – that’s the statement. Not Brigid blown apart beyond recognition or the force of the blast flinging thirty students closest to the car forty, fifty feet into the air or the five students killed instantly, two of them by flying shrapnel that sailed across the courtyard and was embedded in their chests, and not the other section of car, which flies by, lopping off an arm, and not the three students immediately blinded. It’s not the legs blown off, the skulls crushed, the people bleeding to death in minutes. The uprooted asphalt, the blackened trees, the benches splattered with gore, some of it burned – all of this matters just as much. It’s really about the will to accomplish this destruction and not about the outcome, because that’s just decoration.
– Glamorama (Bret Easton Ellis)
There’s Nothing Left
The Gucci tote bag sits on the bed.
It’s so cold in the room that Felix’s breath steams.
A fly lands on his hand.
Felix unzips the tote bag.
He stares into it, quizzically.
It’s filled with red and black confetti.
He brushes the confetti away.
Something reveals itself.
“No,” Felix says.
The bomb swallows Felix up, vaporizing him instantly. He literally disappears. There’s nothing left.
– Glamorama (Bret Easton Ellis)
A Person Like Other People
All my life needed was a sense of some place to go. I don’t believe that one should devote his life to morbid self attention, I believe that someone should become a person like the other people.
– Travis Bickle, Taxi Driver
Moonlight and Sunshine
Life is a burden to me. Nothing gives me any pleasure. I only find sadness in everything around me. It is very difficult because the ways of those with whom I live, and probably always shall live, are as different from mine as moonlight is from sunshine.
– Napoleon
Reduced To A Couple
Once you fall in love, or get a girlfriend pregnant, you’ve got no chance, you’ve got responsibilities. There’s no way you can ever do anything. Once you’re reduced to a couple, alone together between your four walls with your TV set, you’re cut off.
– Richey Edwards
Untruth
Being in a minority, even a minority of one, did not make you mad. There was truth and there was untruth, and if you clung to the truth even against the whole world, you were not mad.
– 1984 (George Orwell)
To Kill Several Hundred Million People in a Few Seconds
“There are therefore two great problems which the Party is concerned to solve. One is how to discover, against his will, what another human being is thinking, and the other is how to kill several hundred million people in a few seconds without giving warning beforehand.”
– 1984 (George Orwell)