I must like my profession, since I can hardly distinguish myself from it. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
The past goes right on pulling me apart, though I can scarcely remember the people or the issues. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
The psychiatrist's office: the only place I can be sure my story will be treated as sad, but interesting. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
Nostalgia keeps dissolving the ironic narratives in which I have contained my past. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
Even the most abject have a sense of superiority based on powerful though undefined merits. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
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 Image
My intentions go one way, my desires another. Thus I feel both self-indulgent and deprived. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
