Alone, I am satisfied with myself. With others, I am beset by troubling comparisons. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
When a paradox is widely believed, it is no longer recognized as a paradox. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
Astrology: do we make a hullabaloo among the stars, or do they make a hullabaloo down here? — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
Nostalgia keeps dissolving the ironic narratives in which I have contained my past. — Mason Cooley Copy Share
Even the most abject have a sense of superiority based on powerful though undefined merits. — Mason Cooley Copy Share
Literary tradition is full of lies about poverty-the jolly beggar, the poor but happy milkmaid, the wholesome diet of porridge, etc. — Mason Cooley Copy Share
My intentions go one way, my desires another. Thus I feel both self-indulgent and deprived. — Mason Cooley Copy Share
