“Van Wort was fat and his name was Van Wort. With that combination, why would you pack your kid off to camp? Let him play with ladybugs in the safety of his own lawn.” — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
When you work at home, fellow alums, discipline is the supreme virtue. Suicidal self-loathing lurks behind every coffee break. Activities must be expertly scheduled,… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
You think you know yourself, the world. You believe you've got a bead on everybody else's bullshit, but what about your own? — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
“Our friendship, for example, and how quickly we passed through each other, from fascinated strangers to loyal chums to relics of each other's world.… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
I'd become one of those mistakes you sometimes find in an office, a not unpleasant but mostly unproductive presence bobbing along on the energy… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
“Tomorrow she’d look up tattoo removal. They were doing big things with lasers now. When Cal was just a little more stable, she’d break… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
“I looked for Gary in all of the Gary places, but I was too early. These places were all haunted by the future of… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
Dept. of Speculation is gorgeous, funny, a profound and profoundly moving work of art. Jenny Offill is a master of form and feeling, and… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
“The Rough Beast snorted. “You don’t get it at all, buddy. It’s not about wrestling. It’s about stories. We’re storytellers.” Caperton studied him. “Somebody… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
“I needed to talk to Vargina, to straighten this out, but felt suddenly faint, headed for the deli across the street. Just standing in… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
“You’re growing up. All you need to remember is that nothing changes. New technology, new markets, global interconnectivity, doesn’t matter. It’s still the rulers… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
