I had dreamed of something so different from what reality was now offering up, but that dream had been a blind man's vision. That dream was a miracle. The morning was fading. And I remembered yet again that I was a tourist here.
Bret Easton EllisWhy was I holding on to something that would never be mine? But isn't that what people do?
Bret Easton EllisTags: human-nature attachment holding-on
I needed something--the distraction of another life--to alleviate fear.
Bret Easton EllisTags: fear life distraction alleviation
Akthent on thee latht thyllable.
Bret Easton EllisTags: satire black-humor
I want to stay," and then, more weakly, "Need some more sun."
A fly from a batch of seaweed lands on a white, bony thigh. She doesn't slap at it. It doesn't go away.
"But there's no sun, dude." I tell her.
I start to walk away. So what, I mutter under my breath. When she wants to come in, she will. Imagine a blind person dreaming. I head back up toward the house. Wonder if Griffin will stick around, if Mona made reservations for dinner, if Spin will call back. "I know what the word dead means," I whisper to myself as softly as I can because it sounds like an omen.
Tags: death
Why was I holding on to something that would never be mine?"
(But isn't that what people do?)
If you can’t make a girl come why even bother? That always seemed to me to be like writing questions in a letter.
Bret Easton EllisA vast and abandoned world laid out in anonymous grids and quadrants, a view that confirmed you were much more alone than you thought you were, a view that inspired the flickering thoughts of suicide.
Bret Easton EllisTags: loneliness suicide
He was simply someone who floated through our lives and didn't seem to care how flatly he perceived everyone or that he'd shared our secret failures with the world, showcasing the youthful indifference, the gleaming nihilism, glamorizing the horror of it all.
Bret Easton EllisThe movie was very different from the book in that there was nothing from the book in the movie. Despite everything — all the pain I felt, the betrayal — I couldn't help but recognize a truth while sitting in that screening room. In the book everything about me had happened. The book was something I simply couldn't disavow. The book was blunt and had an honesty about it, whereas the movie was just a beautiful lie.
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