“Just then, a little hopped-up Japanese car zips up next to us. It’s bright yellow with loud, high-pitched exhaust pipes and a big air spoiler on the back. I look over at the driver to see who’s making all the… — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“The memories we take to the ends of our lives have no real rhyme or reason, especially when you think of the endless things… — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“Why does the world have to destroy anything that doesn't fit in? We still can't figure out that this is the most important reason… — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“I think about what the man at the Coney joint said. He was right. We are the people who stay. We stay in our… — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“But what I do love about this road is how the gaudy becomes grand, how tastelessness is a way of everyday life” — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“Know this: even if you’re like us and still doddering around above ground, someone out there from your past is probably pretty sure that… — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“I thought that nothing enormously bad or good had happened to me during my life. All the normal things had occurred. I had lived… — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“…this is the problem with photographs. After a while, you can’t remember if you’re recalling the actual memory or the memory of the photograph.… — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“We pass a church with a massive blue neon cross, and I am spiritually lifted by feelings of great religiosity. No, I’m not, for… — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“The last slide is Main Street at night, with the castle lit silver blue in the background. In the sky, fireworks are going off,… — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“Anyone who never met a man he didn't like just isn't trying hard enough.” — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“After a while, just staying alive becomes a full-time job. No wonder we need a vacation.” — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
“Hi lover," he says to me, completely forgetting what happened before. He knows who I am. He knows that I am the one person… — Michael Zadoorian Copy Share Image
