Humans, we just hop out of things, off things. We splatter ourselves in inappropriate places. Because we have nothing to live for. Because we want to destroy what we can. Because we want to be something we can’t. Because we… — Deb Olin Unferth Copy Share Image
Humans, we just hop out of things, off things. We splatter ourselves in inappropriate places. Because we have nothing to live for. Because we… — Deb Olin Unferth Copy Share Image
I decided I like that mode. It's how I think - it's my voice. I like being funny and sad at the same time,… — Deb Olin Unferth Copy Share Image
“If you think about it, everyone is behind someone and in front of someone. The nature of the sphere, right? No one gets left… — Deb Olin Unferth Copy Share Image
It takes bravery to care for someone — no matter who he is or what made him, whether he is weak or walking or… — Deb Olin Unferth Copy Share Image
You know how it is to want something. Desire builds like a little house in your head and it sits there, half-constructed in your… — Deb Olin Unferth Copy Share Image
I want to be funny. When I first started writing, I didn't find my stories funny, but people kept saying they were. It kind… — Deb Olin Unferth Copy Share Image
“People are fakers--that's all we do. Can you think of anything you do that's not done for the precise reason of pretending to be… — Deb Olin Unferth Copy Share Image
Howard's enchanting Hospice obeys its own magical inner logic with excellent prose and a sadness that will split open hearts. You have in your… — Deb Olin Unferth Copy Share Image
“His rage was a saw, going back and forth, cutting through arteries, hers.” — Deb Olin Unferth Copy Share Image
